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Sparkle a little brighter

Sometimes silence feels safe. Like a warm blanket and hot tea on a night where you ditched your friends for a lonely house and an even lonelier bed, with a novel wherein the words dance like music and you forget life for a moment as if it were a mere accessory to your brief bliss. Like hiding under the covers from a world that doesn't make sense. Writing this on a night where I ditched my friends for a lonely house and an even lonelier bed doesn't deliver the same feeling though — to me, silence equals nor safety nor happiness....

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Happiness

It took me a long time to write this post. Not because I couldn't think of something to say. But because there is so much to say. And yet, I won't. "Is this going to be another one of your sarcastic, poetic rants about life", I hear you thinking. Well. It might be. But then again, you love my sarcastic rants, don't you? It honestly took me hitting the bottom hard — apparently 'bottom' also has a basement, I discovered this year — crashing & burning, hitting my head several times and, more recently, developing the maddest flue to be...

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Sass & The City

After watching one too many Sex & The City episodes, I find myself feeling like a modern day Carrie Bradshaw — complete with the whole ballerina-tulle-skirt and too expensive shoes — when it comes to dealing with love, relationships and feeling the need to write a column about all that misery. Because let's face it, sometimes I feel like a walking encyclopedia where many of my girl friends — and even guy friends — turn to if they're looking for advice. ...

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Generation Wh-Y (Not)

Generation Y - Christine Smeyers - C & The City

Millennial. It almost has a bad ring to it, doesn't it. It doesn't sound like something as positive as when they came up with the name when our generation came of age. When I speak of our Generation Y — another brilliant name they came up with — I speak of the 20-somethings trying to figure out life, step by step or step back by step back. Because honestly, we don't know what the fuck we're doing half the time, falling and stumbling and running hungover on the tracks of life, and the previous generations watch us closely from the...

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