Blog Post 41.
el 12 de enero, 2019
PLP retreat
*en gaditano* ¡Holaaa guapaaa!
Blog Post 41.
el 12 de enero, 2019
PLP retreat
*en gaditano* ¡Holaaa guapaaa!
Blog Post 40.
That’s what this time of my life is all about, right?
Exciting changes look like this:
Scary changes look like this:
Inevitable changes look like this:
Blog Post 39.
I.
There is a snow storm
so no one wants to eat here
Frozen starvation
Blog Post 38.
i picked up the orange, having carried it from southern Spain, knowing how sweet it would be this time of year, knowing how long it had been since you last had an orange.
Blog Post 37.
I was in a Daniels College of Business study room at 10pm on the evening of March 13th alongside friends Nathan Garrett, Sam Noonan and Joe Sieben. We were doing our best to study against the harsh procrastination-inducing winds of week 10 that pushed us toward all places but that wherein our research papers would be completed.
Then, something amazing happened.
Blog Post 35.
Feeling secure in the world.
Abroad did not change me. But it did allow me to meet more of who I am in the face of uncertainty, in the face of loneliness and in the occasional face of boredom. It gave to me new places and people to love. And it provided yet another opportunity to reaffirm that everything is- and will be- okay.
Blog Post 34.
Saying goodbye to a moment I will never have again.
To people I may never see again.
To dinner at 22H30 (or later).
Blog Post 33.
Knowing that I was growing up.
Part of growing up, I realize, is that metaphor of closing the chapters. I am learning that opportunities only exist up until a certain point in life. That, regardless of the steps I take to keep my options open, the world of which I am a part keeps moving, the universe in which this world exists keeps expanding and the clocks continue ticking. The vastness of what is to come becomes smaller in some ways; the me of the past occupies more space as the me of the future occupies less.
Blog Post 32.
The feeling that my life was happening while I was removed from it.
This is something friends of mine also experienced. It is something difficult to describe. This will be a boring update.
Basically, I’m part of several organizations at school, networks of friends and family and a near-constant presence at the on-campus coffee shop, Beans. Knowing these things were all continuing without me there was both reassuring and disappointingly humbling to the ego.