Kublai

La Colombe in the Day

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A cold, but sunny day. The curious sunlight peaked through the pure white linens into a room that had only felt passionate storms for three days and nights. The warm, cozy room had provided shelter and comfort while Mother Nature was busy shedding her tears. The eclipsed sun seduced its admirer with an irresistible smile, and the girl found herself rising from her bed to meet him...
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An apple for your thoughts

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Every day, you grasp an apple from the tree, and it tastes good. Crisp. Predictable. It satisfies your hunger. Until one day you realize the apples aren’t growing back and that you’re not even sad because green apples never really were your thing. You begin to fantasize about a big fat red apple – the type that makes you wonder if life had always been...
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Reflection

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Reflection is the change in direction of a wavefront at an interface between two different media so that the wavefront returns into the medium from which it originated. Reflection is a useful tool sometimes. I’m a big proponent of taking a step back to look at the big picture – ensuring that often routine thoughts and actions truly align with desired outcomes and changes. So even...
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I am Ana (Part 1 of 3)

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Part 1:There will never be enough time to do everything you love. When you truly love something (or someone) and you do not have it/him/her, the mind, body, and soul discard their individual wants and collectively rebel to ignite an insatiable hunger. Every single day I think about how to craft my next post. I expected that finding the time to maintain this blog would be...
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Summer’s Last Stand

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Music and I are not-so-secret lovers. As a birthday gift, I spent Saturday of Labor Day weekend at North Coast Music Festival with a festive group of amigos. We started off the day with obligatory flash tats: They were left over from Lollapalooza which meant the pickings were slim. Clearly, saved the best for last. First on the line-up, SILENT DISCO! This was new to me. Everyone puts...
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A Baby is Born

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I’ve always felt ambiguous about birthdays. I’d close my eyes and go to bed on August 26th every year hoping, but not truly expecting, to wake up the next morning feeling – different. I get this question a lot: How are you only XX years old? I began school in San Jose where September was the enrollment cut-off. We moved to Austin  (on my eight...
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