This is especially true as we head towards a new year, as we did just a week ago. We have come to think, especially through all of the new year cliches, that the first of January is a clean slate, a chance to start over. Whatever had been going on in our lives would miraculously ...
I’m home at last. I already long for the bustle of Boston. Sometimes I get bored without the rush of classes, work, and extracurriculars. I miss my friends, my roommate, and especially I-. But Seattle is sunny and even greener than I remembered. I love the familiar murmur of rain ...
Also, it was fun kicking your butt in Wii boxing. Mom. I can’t believe I haven’t seen you since August. When we parted, our red currants were still in season and it was so hot in Boston, I almost passed out that afternoon at the T station. Now, the metal spokes of my umbrell...
I’ve spent summers making ice cream and hoping for a tan. While my schedule this semester might be less open, I do love living in New York. For a long time I wanted to go to school here. And though I ultimately ended up in Boston, I always wondered if I might secretly ...