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December 26, 2011

Diary 19 / 30-years-old / NYC
I think I said it all in the video… but I’ll add in another huge ‘Thank You’ here. Whether you’re brand new, or around from the beginning, I greatly appreciate your involvement and support.
In a nod back to the project’s beginnings, the mic had a rough go… The sound may be less than perfect, but the experience–and the end–is all that I could ever want.
Also, just because my content is ending, doesn’t mean yours should! I will absolutely continue to accept and post submissions. Throwback Diary is yours now. 🙂 thank you thank you thank you.
~fin~

December 26, 2011
December 26, 2011
An ending and a beginning.
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Sept 21, 2011

Diary 19 / 30-years-old / NYC
“Sleep democratizes fear.”
Giovanni and I are doing so poorly, that I’ve started writing him letters that I send to him in Budapest, rather than try to speak on the phone or visit him. That’s when I dream my meeting with Death, who selects me, and so I must die.
This entry begins with a passage from a favorite novel of mine, “The History of the World in 10.5 Chapters,” when Julian Barnes describes are different modes of sleeping and nightmare-ing.

September 21, 2011
September 21, 2011
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April 20, 2012

Diary 19 / 30-years-old / NYC
“Reality, why have your forsaken me?” I feel like I’m hitting a second puberty– I’m confused, untethered, messy, thrilled. Giovanni and I are faltering, and tango is opening all of pandora’s box. This one winds…art, relationships, a car/bike crash… but stick with it. And read David Grossman!

April 20, 2012 pg1
April 20, 2012 pg1
April 20, 2012 pg2
April 20, 2012 pg2
April 20, 2012 pg3
April 20, 2012 pg3
April 20, 2012 pg4
April 20, 2012 pg4
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January 28th, 2012

Diary 19 / 30-years-old / New York City
Giovanni works in the film industry, and has to take what jobs are offered.  His jobs are becoming longer and more consuming… lately an entire year at at time.  For the past two years, I’ve had to fly to Budapest to spend any real time with him; and “real time” is now only one or two weeks every 4 months.  His working so much has allowed the lifestyle where I can be a freelancer, and we can still afford the long-distance travel. But it has also required me to leave whatever momentum I start to create in New York whenever it’s time to see each other. I have to be the flexible one. At the time of this entry, the Budapest job has finally ended and he’s planning to live in New York for two months. I’ve been looking forward to this for a long time, when I learn he may be be taking a job in Spain, instead.
I’ve started taking several classes to help keep a focus on my daily life, and one of those classes is Argentine tango. I find it not uncommon for students of the dance to be re-rembering what it’s like to hold someone close.

January 28, 2012
January 28, 2012

 

TBD BONUS: January 28, 2015

sketches after a breakup

January 28, 2015
January 28, 2015, sketches after a breakup.
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