Memories of Travel

I've becomeĀ a bit afraid of this blog. Blogs have become places for a writer make her mark, places to gain a following. Places where your unselfconscious account of your adventures in coupon-clipping as a broke-ass rehab-graduate gains you a fan baseĀ that you never, in your wildest Pollyanna dreams, could have imagined. Phlbt. I forgot why... Continue Reading →

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