Street
Admittedly you can’t see the street, but I promise it’s there.
Admittedly you can’t see the street, but I promise it’s there.
Today is Election Day in the United States, and the first one where I’m actually eligible to vote. It’s a bit less exciting to turn 18 in a mid-term election year than in a presidential election year, but I’ve been waiting to exercise my right for a while now. I filled out my ballot the…
Technically my neighbor’s house, but it reminds me of home.
As a child, Halloween meant preparing a costume, planning which neighborhood to trick-or-treat in, and waiting for the sun to go down to begin prancing from house to house asking politely (or not so politely) for candy from strangers. In college, Halloween means coming up with up to three different costumes, asking around for addresses…
As a freshman, I never participated in the various traditions that most students here accomplish in their first few months. Returning for my second year, I knew it was time to start crossing off items on the unspoken Ithaca bucket list. My first trip to the gorges was a battle: walking a mile or so to…