bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
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trauma: Hi

December 27th, 2010 by Bekah Brunstetter

Cold and travel frustration today pushed me straight into the arms of the Clemmons YMCA indoor track and cardio room, where high school Bekah used to ‘work out.’. Suddenly, it all came back to me. My yellow discman and I Self consciously sweating on the elliptical, pigtails perfect, ¬†freaking out whenever someone cool from my high school walked by, hoping to God they wouldn’t look at me. (Though I was on that ellipitcal so they would, eventually, look at me.) It was then that I realized that I am pretty much still the same, and probably always will be. People don’t change, they just age ten years and have epiphanies each time they do, about how much they haven’t. Changed.

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