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i bought myself a plane ticket to portland for my twenty second birthday. i spent nine days in my favorite city with my favorite person. a friend drove down from seattle while i was there and we explored an old scenic highway in andrew's car. i had a wonderful trip; coming back to southern california was the last thing i wanted to do. six weeks until i'm there for good. i find myself obsessing over moving plans. apologies for the heaviness of this entry. i felt like i couldn't leave anything out.
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