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		<description><![CDATA[I have completely distanced myself from enjoythewait. I am not sure why. I am too busy to be writing here. and it&#8217;s not what it used to be anymore. somehow it doesn&#8217;t matter. currently in the middle of mock exams. two years have gone by so fast. of course, I am talking about the time [...]]]></description>
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		<title>summer in the city</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I have a couple of good reasons for not writing this summer. apart from not writing during summers in general (just take a look at the archive, summers are empty!). I&#8217;ve had too much academic writing to do. and I am talking about 10 000+ words written in the last four weeks. although I&#8217;ve spent [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://enjoythewait.org/2010/07/26/summer-in-the-city/</link>
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		<title>do you remember when we met?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[minimalism. whatever happened to that. simple words and photographs. sleepless nights and coming home with the sunrise. it feels like a life of somebody else. I hate the heat, but today it&#8217;s actually a nice day. but I can&#8217;t wait for the summer to be over. things aren&#8217;t working out. I am angry frustrated stressed [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://enjoythewait.org/2010/06/19/do-you-remember-when-we-met/</link>
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		<title>fires of september are still far away</title>
		<description><![CDATA[home made pasta with an extensive amount of ketchup and parmesan is what I used to eat on a daily basis during my first year here. it&#8217;s what I am eating right now. every summer seems to be just like the one before: a complete disaster. except for last year because I went home and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://enjoythewait.org/2010/06/18/fires-of-september-are-still-far-away/</link>
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		<title>heart-shaped box</title>
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		<link>http://enjoythewait.org/2010/05/09/heart-shaped-box/</link>
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		<title>401</title>
		<description><![CDATA[early sunday morning. I haven&#8217;t been up this early on a sunday for a long time. especially not after a long night spent a local bar. there&#8217;s nothing local about it, I just like the way it sounds. my local, not yours. somehow clicking accept on that request makes me feel different. I&#8217;m breaking my [...]]]></description>
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		<title>it&#8217;s been too long, but I&#8217;m not sorry</title>
		<description><![CDATA[dear ____, I never intended to keep quiet for so long. but we&#8217;re both quiet. things have changed. but this time, definitely. this time &#8211; it&#8217;s a change I can point at. no more of that abstract bullshit I was feeding you all these longs months and years. but I am not going to apologize. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://enjoythewait.org/2010/05/04/its-been-too-long-but-im-not-sorry/</link>
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		<title>obviously</title>
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		<link>http://enjoythewait.org/2010/04/11/obviously/</link>
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		<title>our stories</title>
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		<link>http://enjoythewait.org/2010/03/02/our-stories/</link>
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		<title>fifteen minutes too late</title>
		<description><![CDATA[sometimes I see something somewhere. something that reminds me of you in such a great detail and intensity I feel like I need to hold onto a wall and rest against it for a few minutes. I can hardly remember your face anymore, the scent of that summer and that strange taste in my mouth [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://enjoythewait.org/2010/03/01/fifteen-minutes-too-late/</link>
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