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Introspection

Salt Lake City Temple
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Salt Lake City Temple

It was strange, returning to that personal mecca. It was here that I had made pilgrimages throughout high school and college, where I had implored God for strength and guidance. Now, even as someone unable to enter beyond its foyer, I found myself praying.

Salt Lake City Temple
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A Soft Place to Land

I didn’t want their God to die the way mine did.

summer away from home introspections
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summer away from home introspections

Six writers each reflect on their summers, looking back on the new routines they made across the globe — and the personal growth that came with it.

Nafplio, Greece
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Nafplio, Greece

And there were moments I wanted to keep for myself, like walking the paths of ancients in Mycenae, floating in water so salty I barely had to tread to stay afloat, discovering hidden beaches populated by cats along cliffside trails.

New York, New York
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New York, New York

Summer ended up being everything all at once.

Gabarone, Botswana
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Gabarone, Botswana

Living in Botswana was watching moonrises and mixing up sample IDs and learning to say hi to strangers on the street.

Los Angeles, California
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Los Angeles, California

I miss lazy afternoons sunbathing alongside two Great Danes and one little mutt.

Beirut, Lebanon
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Beirut, Lebanon

summer away from home introspections
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A Summer Far From Home

I thought maybe this was just it. About how after graduation, we’re left with the rest of life — running through these days, decisions unserious and significant, one after another, guessing, astonished and grateful for the world.

Paraphernalia Pouty Kait
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Paraphernalia of Love

This year, I’ve found that my relationship with the past has gradually changed; that its pull, while still tender, has become primarily sharp and painful. I’ve found myself not just indulging in these trips down memory lane, but wishing I could stay in them forever.

memories of a city i've never known
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Memories of a City I’ve Never Known

Where we were was the gated avenues and green-grassed gardens of Johannesburg’s northern suburbs; where we weren’t was South Africa.

Dear Sophomore Year Cover
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Dear Sophomore Year

What’s left after loss is not nothing. What’s left after loss is love.

Teenage Dream Rookie Magazine
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Teenage Dream

When I was a preteen, Rookie fueled the daydreams that I had about my incoming teenage years. I imagined warm parties, memorable misadventures, my picture-worthy prom dress. Not something perfect, but something precious that I could only access in the years between 12 and 20.

memories of a city i've never known
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memories of a city i've never known

We thought too much in Johannesburg, about Johannesburg. I wanted quiet.

DYS seasons
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DYS seasons

I daydreamed of a winter of snowmen on the sidewalk and cozy movie nights, and a spring that left me begging to stay.

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