If I type these words specifically for you and you happen to see them does that mean it's fate?

Writing

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spread your wings
There was no lack of company, / although many had moved on / citing wider horizons / and seeking brighter dawns.
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You spin me right round
She craves that life, / When counterculture claimed the wild and odd.
take a trip
her touches traced art on her / faces / melted, morphed.
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Waking up in vegas
I grew up in Sin City, with a story less of sin and more of home
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on the fridge
swim in my sky / lathered in milk & water / please ship a sea to me
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what could have been
You turned the radio down and up / down and up. Fascinated.
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soulmate hunting
next week, I will drop to one knee in the middle of the new Evanston Target and tell you that you are a wonder, and no one else has your crooked smile or your body-shaking laugh or ...
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Feeling infinite
I know I don’t want it to end – this car ride, this night, this feeling of knowing exactly what’s going to come next.
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lovelorn
touching me, touching you, touching us. It was everything.
What is love?
It only hurts you if you let it.
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Ride the wave
In the boat, we crouched / Low, close to the oak and pine / The ship, a cradle
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Insomnia
Nor did a man ever question the / Majesty of the galaxies that sleep on a blanket of black.
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Money Money Money
Do they ever think / (while spending every last penny of my mother’s income) / that a war with no morality / is not a respectable investment?
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Fruity
i was worried you would stain my fingers – but you didn't.
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who am I?
I’m a sheep in sheep’s clothing on the way to pasture. / Secret. / Spent all my time slipping out of the limelight. / Spent my spirit like Blue Jasmine – / excuse me.

On The Blogs

This is not a study abroad blog
One student abroad reminisces on the NU days of packed schedules and time management stress, almost starting to miss being too busy.
This is not a study abroad blog
"Being far away from the U.S., we've had to negotiate our country's new reality without the support system or resources we would've had back on campus."
This is not a study abroad blog
A student abroad in Scotland passes the time until her return to Evanston listening to tunes that match her emotions.
This is not a study abroad blog
Though Emma is all the way in South Africa, she can't escape the effects of the American election.
This is not a study abroad blog
"College taught me how to rely on myself and how to spend time alone. Spain challenges me to do the opposite."
This is not a study abroad blog
Despite what it may seem from the beautifully crafted social media presence, studying abroad can be hard.
This is not a study abroad blog
When a sign in a bathroom stall reminds you that you miss your Evanston home a lot
This is not a study abroad blog
In another installation of this non-blog, a student shares how important health is when abroad, and how hard it can be when your health fails on you.