It’s not me, it’s you. Now I see how I deserve to be treated. Now I see what it’s like to be my own person. Now I see why my friends and family couldn’t, wouldn’t be supportive of you in my ...Read More
He was yours first, I suppose. And it doesn’t matter whether you dated for 10 days or 10 years because the fact of the matter is, you beat me to it. You marked your territory before I even knew ...Read More
I see you less and less in strangers. You used to pop up everywhere. You were the passenger in the back of the bus with his face smushed against the window watching the asphalt rush by. You were the w...Read More
Who says goodbye for real anymore? Aside from the ultimate au revoir, death, humans are just too technologically connected these days to lose touch completely. A goodbye is only a see-you-later, not a...Read More
It’s weird to feel at home when you’re not. This weekend, a whirlwind trip brought me through Chicago and I ached for everything I gave up. Waiting on the weather-worn platform to metro into the c...Read More
Two years out of college and 24 months of real world living have done little to change my core way of being. I thought without a rigid academic curriculum, I’d have the freedom to do so much more bu...Read More