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The electricity sizzles from the main stage and tears up the grass silently, creeps towards us and through our veins. We transform into trees and our roots tangle as one and we soar into the sky and play Frisbee with the moon and have our first date in outer space, where earthly matters don’t count, because we’re intergalactic and above it all and who can witness something that happens eight thous...

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FAVORITE LISTOGRAPHY MENTIONS
IMPORTANT NOTICES
MESSAGES
PRIVACY
  • Laptop
  • NaNoWriMo.org account
  • Story outline
  • Flash Drive
  • Coffee
  • Healthy snacks
  • Books on surrounding shelves for motivation
  • Music
  • Notebook (bring wherever I go)
  • Pens and highlighters
  • Water
  • Blanket
  • Comfy pajamas
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