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Julia Blues
Julia Blues
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Writer and Photographer, documenting the human experience and the world we live in one story at a time. Going where the story leads.

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  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 23: YOU DON’T SAY

    Today has been a day. I left my coffee sitting on the roof of my car this morning. When I shifted to reverse, the cup fell over, bounced off the trunk, clanked against concrete, and rolled into the street. At work, another round of layoffs was announced. My job was saved, but I had to…

  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 22: REALLY?

    I’m the only one in the theater as the previews begin. This is how I like it—no one to bother or interrupt my viewing experience with chit chat or unnecessary commentary. It’s like I’m in the comfort of my own home, but with a massive screen and louder-than-loud surround sound. Another patron has decided to…

  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 21: SALUTE

    Graves on graves on graves. They spread for days. It would take years to account for every name laid to rest here. Endless. The tour guide makes note of names familiar in history, but I know there are tons whose legacy will never grace the page of a newspaper or uttered on the news. Yet,…

  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 20: THE SUN

    On the fourth day, You created the sun to rule the day, to light my way. You knew I would need it on days like today when I feel so dark inside. I hear You speaking peace to my soul in the sway of the waves. Back and forth, from the deep to the shore,…

  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 19: HER

    Nestled between a woman’s knees, curly hairs on her head trace the wind as her curious eyes search the camera lens. A bowl of ice cream in one hand, the signature Baskin Robbins’ spoon in her other. Daughter. The woman travels an unknown distance with her eyes—her mind so far away from this moment. Absently…

  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 18: STANDSTILL

    We are at a standstill. Been idle on the bridge for over an hour. There’s no relief in sight. Sirens blare from the front and back. We can’t move to let them through. My chest begins to tighten, my breath catches. Inhales and exhales become shorter. I feel water drain from my eyes. Pores open…

  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 17: UNDER CONSTRUCTION

    When you look at a house, you see it in complete form—the roof, the ceiling, the paved driveway. Rarely do you see all that went into building a house, the materials used. The foundation in which it is built upon. The process. Once a house is completed, there will be modifications to the inside once…

  • 100 Days of Stories – Day 16: STONES

    The Bible says those without sin should cast the first stone. I guess a sinless person thought exercising was a sin because a rock was hurled at me during my morning run in the neighborhood. I felt the blow to my shoulder. It made me lose my step. I heard laughter. A car sped way.…