Maybe I don’t want to be ready yet. Maybe I don’t want to say goodbye. Well, life is not fair and this blog post is long overdue. I suppose that statement only stands if you believe that two weeks is a long time, but when I was a kid and I went off to camp each summer two… Continue reading So, What’s Next?
Have you ever waited at a window for someone to appear? Sometimes life feels like that. It’s odd, as graduation approaches I figured that my colleagues and I would get closer. I thought we’d huddle together in the face of the future but we haven’t and surprisingly, that’s okay by me. I tend to not… Continue reading Embracing 2017: Waving Through a Window
“You’re a superwoman!” Every so often this seemingly innocuous compliment slips from the mouth of one of my friends or sisters and, without fail, each time I hear it I cringe internally. It’s not the act of being complimented that unsettles me it’s the terminology being used in the formation of said compliment. I have never… Continue reading I Don’t Want to Be a Superwoman
At the beginning of the summer I posted an Instagram photo of several books (including Fangirl) and I captioned said photo with the words, “I hope to finish these books within the next two weeks; between summer classes and work I’ll need something fun to read. What types of books do you turn to in the… Continue reading Summer Reading
Year two is drifting to a close. I say drifting because the time between now and my last exam seems to be floaty, immaterial almost – I am here but at the same time I’m not wholly present. After this Thursday my Winter semester will be done and my fate will be sealed in terms… Continue reading Sunshine and Shadows
This will probably be the first of many “thank you” posts as I find myself drawn to the concept of writing ‘letters’ again. While I toyed for awhile with the idea of writing separate entries for the different groups of people that feature in my life I have come to the decision that open letters just… Continue reading Grounded
It is now March and the days are swiftly spinning away from me. This next month is chock full of activities, from formals to sorority events to several late night paper writing sessions that have yet to come and I am unsure of how to react. Part of me feels compelled to pity myself and my fellow… Continue reading The Danger of Dante