- peanut butter
- toothpaste
- cell phone minutes
- weeks left in Santiago
- excuses for putting off my paper
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- Tara
- "And something started in my soul, fever or forgotten wings,and I made my own way, deciphering that fire, and I wrote the first faint line, faint, without substance, pure nonsense, pure wisdom of someone who knows nothing, and I suddenly saw the heavens unfastened and open." - Pablo Neruda
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