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The Girls

I went to a very large high school in Colorado. There were about 4,000 students total and just shy of 1,000 in my graduating class. Needless to say, I certainly didn’t know everyone. Post high school, I chose to go to the University of Colorado in Boulder.

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The Art of Doing Nothing

Every year I fly to Arizona to spend either Christmas or New Years with my grandparents. They live in a little town called Carefree, just north of Scottsdale. Carefree is just as it sounds — a sleepy town littered with cacti and adobe houses. They’ve lived in Arizona for as long as I can remember.

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Vegas, Baby.

I’m currently on day seven of being in Las Vegas. Generally, I hit my “Vegas Max” at four days. Alas, I’m still here.

And I’m exhausted.

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Post-Vacation Depression

This summer, I actually went on vacation. I hadn’t been on vacation, on a real vacation where I don’t check email or dial into just one conference call, since 2009. I was due.

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Two Years.

Two years ago today, my dad and I unloaded the last box from our rented Penske truck after driving 21 hours from Boulder to San Francisco. I was nervous, excited and scared. But mostly excited.

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Grammin'

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