Places I Stopped

I recently finished the book Places I Stopped on the Way Home and found it deeply powerful. Inspired by Meg (I mean it when I say that this is the deep, heart wrenching, incredible book I’d like to write one day), I decided to write about five of my own “places I stopped.” I picked a place or a thing or an experience, set a timer for five minutes, and wrote. As I wrote, some themes emerged. Without further ado, here’s an incomplete list of places I stopped on the way home.

Adventure Fund

When I was cleaning, I found the jar in a box of things from senior year of college. I remember writing the words ‘adventure fund’ in pink Sharpie in my single dorm senior year, sticking the label carefully onto the jar from IKEA. I’m sure I thought it was going to go to pay for great things: plane tickets abroad or a hotel on the beach, maybe drinks at a busy pub in Europe. As I picked through the coins, searching for quarters to take back to Los Angeles so that I could do my laundry, I thought about how 21 year old me might have found that fact a little bit sad. And then I stopped myself.

One Year.

A year ago today, I slipped off my shoes at security, placed my laptop in a tray, and walked through the metal detector. I waved goodbye to my dad and my sister, tried to keep it together until I could get my things back in order, and rounded the corner to the gate, trying not to cry.

HELLO

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Ellie | 26 | Los Angeles
I write things on the internet, run a lot of miles, and read a lot of books.

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