Confessions of a Sleep-Texter

I am a reformed sleepwalker turned sleep-texter. What is a sleep-texter? I text in my sleep. I Snapchat in my sleep. I write cryptic notes to myself about my dreams while I sleep. I draw in marker on my side table while I sleep. Luckily, I don't sleepwalk much these days, my 50 Greatest Hits …

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Follow the Water by Jennifer L. Holmes

https://youtu.be/FczP60jP7Pg Today is Self-Love Sunday, a day that I talk about an issue related to self-growth, positivity or self-love. In today's episode, I read a short story called Follow the Water, written by Jennifer L. Holmes. I love listening to audiobooks while I get ready in the morning, while I drive to work or during …

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Letters to Myself: Sharing My Decade Old Time Capsule

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=442E74Wdmw8&feature=youtu.be Thanks for stopping by! My name is Allyson. I am a recent college graduate, a writer and a traveler with stories to share. In this video, I read letters I wrote to my future self as an 11-year old, a 13-year-old and an 18-year-old and share some perspective I have gained over the years. …

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“I want to mean something to someone.” | Strength in Numbers | How it Feels to be 18

In this series, Strength in Numbers, I interview humans of different ages and stages of life to learn how it feels to be in their shoes. Today we meet Devyn. Devyn is no stranger to the digital world. The 18-year-old Call of Duty enthusiast spends hours on his computer playing video games, talking to friends, …

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“Why did you ever think dead girls could fly?” | Fragments of Unsent Letters

A word, a line, a few sentences, a thought that gave me pause... here are pieces of letters I wrote (and other bits and bobs scribbled on loose leaf paper, mostly at 3 a.m) that for one reason or another fell on the cutting room floor. Well, mostly because a lot of it is depressing …

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