Thirteen to fourteen years ago, I boarded a plane headed to Los Angeles, California. I’d been at my job for close to two years and they were sending a group of us to LA to do an onboarding. Yes, that much later than my start date, but nonetheless, it came with so much anxiety. I was in my early twenties, had never been on a plane, and certainly had never been that far from my family. Your girl stayed local for college. Either way, the moment I landed at LAX, I realized I wasn’t in Kansas anymore. 

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Someone recently complimented me on my ability to write description, which honestly was such a validating comment because it’s something I’ve worked really hard on. I would read other writers all the time and think, “I wish I could describe things as well as they do.” In my self-critical pattern, I also feel like I still have a ways to go, but I do have some processes that have certainly helped me along the way. 

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