Author: melissamoncada
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Lochside to Seaside
Shall we return to day two? I left Edinburgh first thing in the morning. The city had turned a dull gray and leaving felt right. I knew I would return with my heart full and my feet ready. The Castle would be my farewell. As we approached the airport my stomach began to flutter, here…
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Under loch and key
There was this older couple at dinner tonight. They seemed either happily married or at the start of their affair. Considering how publicly they showed their affection I choose to believe the former. There was something so tender about the way her eyes followed him as he spoke for her, she was in awe that…
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…dissipation
I left you yesterday quite abruptly in the middle of breakfast. I believe I explained my predicament of being accosted by a stranger and all sense of reasoning leaving me. Hopefully we'll get to that later today. After my lovely French breakfast, I finished climbing, against my strong desire to stay and have another croissant.…
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Fear and …..
I arrived at my destination last night exhausted and full of fear. The peace of the last journey across the Atlantic was too far in my rear view to draw on for this here moment. As with Ireland my entrance into the lovely city of Edinburgh was wracked with inconvenience and wet and cautious steps.…
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Another Journey
As the journeys become more frequent the fear that they normally entail begin to diminish. at least that is what I keep telling myself as I sit on the train watching the country landscape pass me by. There is so much time spent waiting, waiting to fly, waiting to fall. To remember to stop waiting…
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Forgetting to Remember.
As I taxi on this NYC runway I'm taken back to the moment I was last on this pavement making my way home after a piece of me was left behind in this city. I said goodbye to someone I loved and still love quite deeply. A strong woman who knew to show affection was…
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Kidnapped…by the past
It’s one thing to make a mistake but quite another when you are confronted with it quite a time later. There are these conflicting emotions raging, where you are faced with the regret that you have battled so long to repress and the memory of when you did things that felt right and enjoyed the…
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Around the Sun…Neheh
I only ever intended to write of my travels and the doors they opened up within me. Yet I find now that they are pyramids in fact with trap doors and staircases hidden beneath its facade. I can feel when the words have begun to push thru the rock, squirming as they find their way…
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Time after Time
I’m missing home…it was this time last year that I had taken my first steps onto that lush green landscape, my first pint with new friends. Coming back here to this part of the world reminds me of home, it reminds me in that way that a place where you never lived could be so…
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Amurallada
Exploring the world is an undertaking. So much planning goes into a few days in a different city where the rest of the people are simply living their lives. You leave so much behind in the hopes of finding something new. There is nothing left to colonize but new corners of our mind, and so…
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