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Farewell, My Darling Loves. Sticky and sleepy, I waved the keycard in front of the suite and told myself to inhale as I entered the room. A giant tub and standing shower to my left, adorned with a white, plush robe, waiting for me to take off my New York. And put on my Mexico. I smiled at the thought and took a few steps to the living and sleeping area that was definitely not a one-size-fits-all but more of a too-big-for-one. Imagining what my life in New York.

But now that I am back in America, I am going full-steam ahead with my dorkitude. I am in my home country now, and I am also old enough to have the confidence and the fuck-it attitude to indulge all my outré tendencies again.

I turned 30 in October. I built it up in my mind as a really intense thing that was to happen to me, that suddenly I would not be young and fun in my twenties, but wiser and methodical in my thirties. Things were going badly, really badly, that week and it felt like my life was out of control. All I really wanted was to do something.

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