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  1. 08/09/26

    I went to North Dakota for the first time! I hated the feeling, whatever it's called, of being in a new place heartbroken. Of seeing things he would have liked (or hated), overhearing a conversation, or doing something cool (or embarrassing) and not being able to tell him about it. Things like this are a tangible reminder of the reality that I live in, not the ones I've constructed in my head.