Here’s what your New Year’s Resolution Should Be

Last year, I posted about my vendetta against New Year’s resolutions on the basis of how trite and easy to abandon they are.  Besides, I argued, shouldn’t introspection be a year-round thing? And now, I’m encouraging them.  Call it personal growth, call it hypocrisy, call it what you will.  I think you should raise your … Continue reading Here’s what your New Year’s Resolution Should Be

Happy Birthday, Mom

The women I know today are drifting above their bodies, watching the men of power tightening the shackles around their waists. Today, the United States congress has spoken.  It did not just vote for Kavanaugh.  No, it ruled that women’s bodies are not their own.  Today, congress voted that women are subhuman.  Today, congress stole … Continue reading Happy Birthday, Mom

The ghost of nighttime past

The past, present, and future versions of myself have always had a rocky relationship.  They’re constantly at odds with each other, arguing about what I should have been doing before, what I’m doing right now, and what I should do later. It’s really hard to get along with me. But as I go through college, … Continue reading The ghost of nighttime past

Fog, Pancakes, and The End of the World

A few weeks ago, I had a dream that the world was ending, and when you looked out the window, the air was saturated with fog so thick that all you could see was gray.  So I yanked the curtains closed and spent my day (presumably my last) in the kitchen making chocolate chip pancakes.  … Continue reading Fog, Pancakes, and The End of the World

Waffleboi

The last place I expected to be hit on was a poster session.  I mean, it’s a conference where people bring three-foot long glossy posters and explain their research to passerby.  Which was exactly what I was doing: giving elevator pitches to all that dared make eye contact with me.  It was a Thursday afternoon, … Continue reading Waffleboi

Little City Steeped in Silence

For anyone who’s wanted the world to themselves I think everyone should get to have an afternoon where everyone else vanishes and they have the world to themselves.  Because right now, I’m craving an October afternoon where the campus is dead silent, and purple-grey clouds break for haloed sunlight and outline the trees’ bare branches, … Continue reading Little City Steeped in Silence