To My Astonishingly Cool Cousin

Dear Logan, Preemptive disclaimer: you’re not going to believe any of this. You’re 11. You’re highly concerned about what other kids will think of you. Psychologically, you have a hard time realizing that everyone is too worried about themselves to think about you and your imperfections. That’s not your fault, but in 5 years you’ll…

halloween costume

Don’t Touch to Touch Lives

UNICEF has been on my radar for a long time. Almost my entire life, in fact. I attended a private Episcopalian school for the first three years of my schooling, and come Halloween our teachers gave us  the classic orange boxes and expected us to ask our neighbors to donate a little change to help…

The 24-Hour Vegetarian

One of the things I love most is learning about both my own perspective and the perspectives of others who aren’t like me. I like reading texts and getting into discussions that challenge my existing beliefs and cause me to either defend or reconsider my point of view. On Thursday I found myself thinking about…

Lounging

The florescent-lit basement lounge of my dorm is an interesting place, to say the least. It’s a little bit overwhelming to all my senses: sight, smell, sound, touch, and taste. Here’s what I am experiencing. I see: an old microwave, with :30 left on it (because why press the clear button?) a rice cooker that…

College as a Concept

My second semester of college has just started, and being back on campus has made me think about the college experience as a concept. I’m sorry, who decided that throwing together a bunch of confused sort-of adults into living, working, going to school, and partying in the same small space was the best recipe for…

Flying or Fleeing?

This post brought to you by my inability to sleep on my red-eye flight to Atlanta, the first leg in my frustratingly long journey back to Ithaca to start my second semester of college. I’ve done a fair amount of traveling in the past 24 hours, so I’m already over it. I was impatient on…

5 Years And Counting

Yesterday was my the 17th birthday of one of my best friends, Heidi. Our friendship fascinates me because it is in so many ways atypical: it started with utter dislike, was never anything but long-distance, and these days we talk so rarely that we should grow apart but we never do. Heidi and I met…

Perhaps A Bit Ambitious

Welcome to my blog! I’ll spare the long introduction, because that’s what my About page is for. Instead, here’s why I’m a bit crazy for starting a blog. Firstly, it’s currently past 2am (by the time I publish this post, I’m sure it’ll be past 3). I know both from personal experience and from Season…