mistakes and lessons learned
With the whole pandemic situation, I found myself trading in a Young O suite for an off-campus place. Now, looking back, I cannot imagine being cooped up in a dorm room (serious respect for everyone currently on campus). Living off campus has been great and I am realizing there is more to College Hill than […]
am i home?
musings on a space-based emotion
The first home I knew lasted the longest. This home, located on a quiet street on the outskirts of Boston, changed as much as I did over the past 18 years. It shaped my conceptions of the word “home” as much as I changed its walls and furnishings. It was there that I learned what […]
let’s all “rock the side pony”
celebrating and grieving rbg through lake street dive
RBG. I have been torn up for the past week trying to figure out what to say. Who am I to write about her? Why do I get to process this publicly and put my thoughts about her to paper? I was, and still am, afraid that what I have written will minimize who […]