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WhyDid Wisdom: Paris 102, A Guide for the Intermediate

Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Pound, Stein…

I imagined myself penning some of my best work eating oysters and sipping muscadet at La Closerie de Lilas.  Instead, I write this in an airport lounge.

I’ve fallen in love many times.  […]

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WhyDid’s Words: Alice in Dreams

She came to me in my dreams one night.  A tiny little thing with big blue eyes and long flaxen hair.  She looked like a real life Alice in Wonderland.

She plopped herself down haphazardly in […]

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WhyDid’s Words: Morning Glory

She rarely slept past 5am.  Sometimes it felt as if she’d lived an entire day before nine in the morning.  She wasn’t sure if it was the thin blinds she’d installed to block the early […]

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WhyDid’s Words: Happily in Your Head

“You see,” she said, “the problem with being a hopeless romantic with an active imagination is that you turn everyone into a storybook character. That asshole with reckless tendencies who keeps you on the hook? […]

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WhyDid’s Words: Wear Your Wounds

“I’m ok,” I said, brushing back a loose curl.

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I’m totally fine,” forcing a smile to show just how “fine” I was.

He looked back for only a second, unconvinced, as he went through the […]

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WhyDid’s Week, April 2

You’re much more interesting when you’re gone.
A melody remembered,
A distant song.
He said, “Inspire me.”
She asked, “How?”
She left without an answer
And he’s left wondering, “Where are you now?”