Thursday November 13th, 2008 @ 10:39 PM
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Listen!
My name is Ashleigh Larratt.
I continue
to become
who I am.
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Thursday November 13th, 2008 @ 12:46 AM
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I have lots of different body parts too. Sometimes this makes me uncomfortable, especially when they’re not put together properly. My yoga practice is my best friend and boyfriend in this regard, zipping me back up after I unzip.
My favorite childhood toys were cats, not dolls.
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Tuesday November 11th, 2008 @ 12:14 PM
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Connor came to yoga with me three days in a row. Amazing.
I love preying, thinking something until there’s nothing else but that point. A point. A point is a perfect place to be.
A tremendous thing is that you cannot feel what you are not feeling.
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Thursday November 6th, 2008 @ 11:35 PM
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Tonight walking home a man in a car driving by stuck his head out the window and screamed that I go fuck myself. I hate that it actually made me feel horrible, and also paranoid that this was somebody who knew me (it happened too fast for me to really see his face).
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Thursday November 6th, 2008 @ 12:43 PM
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A few and two things to note. I had a nice conversation last night. I just purchased but have yet to taste nine mangoes for eight dollars. I am (a) present. I am spending the day in bed. I will get things done.
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Thursday November 6th, 2008 @ 6:51 AM
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I love you you sweet sleep that makes me live again.
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Wednesday November 5th, 2008 @ 9:48 PM
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I spent the last week working so hard so that I could spend the next week being sleepy and I just found out that my epic architectural model of my personal retirement castle, although universally loved, was so far from what the professor ordered that I must start from scratch so as to pass. I’m so tired that I don’t know what’s what at the moment, only that whatever is happening to me right now is not what the doctor ordered. I feel like I’m a blink away from not existing, from slipping under and out. But I’m stuck in a night class though and I teach in the morning so I can’t get away just yet.
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