I was sitting on my friend’s couch and thinking about my birthday (as one does) while it was snowing outside, and suddenly felt an outflow of words. These are my (mostly) verbatim ramblings from my notes app. As a kid, the days leading up to my birthday used to be charged with anticipation. My notebooks […]
Beacon Hill, photographed by Jacob Payne Cities are exciting playgrounds. I moved to Boston almost two years ago on July 28 — a warm, happy day, full of sunshine and possibility. I picked up my keys for an apartment I had never toured, fought the urge to sink into a jet-lagged slumber on the floor
(Image source: Yale University, by Michael Marsland) I was at a party that my friend was hosting. Happy music, flickering lights, red plastic cups strewn around the backyard — there was a pleasant feeling in the air, a kind of hazy warmth from the last of summer interlaced with excitement about the start of senior
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