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Adoptee.

Rorschach

I watched World War Z this Monday (finally), and I came away with two things.

  1. I miss dressing in a post-apocalyptic friendly manner: biker boots, thick denim with long johns underneath, oversized tee shirts and leather jackets. Also known as Washingtonian Fall/Winter attire. These flimsy silk dresses, satin boudoir shorts, crepe silk joggies, and heeled sandals that are basically my staple wardrobe items would have me hungry for brains within minutes.
  2. I battle abandonment issues just as strongly as our character Gerry does with the undead.

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Cambodia, Food, Personal, Phnom Penh, United States

Mom. March 16, 2013.

Mother's Day. Phnom Penh. 2013.

I remember at the (especially) mouthy age of seven on Mother’s Day asking my mom why there wasn’t a Children’s Day. She responded with a smart yet gentle “every day is Children’s Day, Anna”.

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Personal, United States

Mills. April 24, 2013.

Glen & Amanda Miller's Wedding, 2012.

The heavy, unrelenting rain accompanied by the low rumble of thunder reminded me of a time not that long ago, but feels like years past.

My first week in Cambodia in the lush hills of Mondolkiri, I fell asleep reading, swathed in mosquito net in bungalows to the same constant growl and the familiar staccato sound of raindrops against the rooftop. Last night I listened to the rain, somewhat masked by the hum of my floor fan from inside my apartment and bundled in soft cotton. As I lay quietly listening to the nostalgic lullaby I thought of my closest friend, Brooke Miller.

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Cambodia, Food, Music, Personal, Phnom Penh, Travel, United States

The Accomplice. December 10, 2012.

There are pivotal moments in one’s life that arrive that you just know are going to change everything.

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