the cohort. our last shindig together.
18 months have come and gone. My cohort and I have chased politicians and parents,..
The pen is…you get it
I’m almost certain my roommates are tired of hearing me come home every night and cry in my bedroom. Joking, j..
A blank wall in the studios at the ready.
This semester has been all about hitting the ground running. So far, it’s been really comfor..
If you’re about to enter graduate school for the first time or coming back from a much-needed break, as we move into the school year I hop..
A crack in the pavement and a sticker face found on a walk.
There have been so many times over the past year that I’ve had the opportu..
Looking up at the park.
Chicago loves summer. I mean Chicago really loves summer. From the moment the sun started staying out past 5 o..
Burn Out: The half redacted/half misspelled moments of life.
It’s a blue sky day here in Chicago. It’s sunny with a high of 80. Everyo..
If you had to pick out a single theme from my writing on graduate life thus far, I think the thing you’d see repeating most often througho..
I write to you from the last stress-filled weeks of the semester. I know end-of-semester chaos isn’t a new thing, but I always find myself..
Fun at the beach
After going through the whole graduation celebration process, saying goodbye to family and friends who visited, and f..