"Time grabs you by the hand and pulls you fast. Sometimes faster. And we don't notice at first because we're all still shocked at being alive."
I'm still alive, and I am: thirty-six pounds lighter; finally recovering medically from two months of severe depression (unfortunate side effect of my body adjusting); on the dean's list for the fifth ( Read more... )

I have the window open today. The breeze is making the sheers fly. It's only cold if you're sitting still, though. Walking to Crites Hall this morning felt like an epic adventure (but it might have had something to do with the fact that I was five minutes late and rushing against time). I've nicknamed those long, crumbling brick buildings I pass on ( Read more... )