I was sitting at the kitchen table this morning drinking my coffee and staring out the window when something started bothering me, and once it got into my head I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Pandora left her phone on…
Maria Mitchell. I’ve been thinking about her a lot lately, especially since finishing college. Maybe it’s the sense of freedom that comes with being done with school, but I find myself drawn to people who didn’t fit neatly into expectations…
I’m sitting on the couch, staring at the TV remote in my hand, trying to recall where I put it. Pandora’s not home yet and John Mercer is probably out with Dave somewhere, doing who-knows-what. Mrs Jenkins from across the…
I’ve been thinking a lot about George Steiner lately, trying to put my finger on why his work resonates with me so deeply. As I sit here with a blank page and a cup of cold coffee, I’m struck by…
I’m standing in our kitchen, staring at the empty coffee container on the counter. It’s not like I didn’t remember to buy more coffee yesterday… or did I? I could swear John Mercer mentioned something about needing coffee for his…
I’ve always been fascinated by Noam Chomsky’s ability to think critically about the world around him. As someone who writes as a way to process my own thoughts and emotions, I find his intellectual honesty both inspiring and intimidating. There’s…
I’m sitting in the living room watching Pandora scroll through her phone while pretending to watch TV with me. You know that thing people do where they’re technically sitting beside you but mentally they’re on another planet? That’s what she’s…
In the midst of spring’s rejuvenation, it’s easy to get caught up in the fe fervor of renewal. The clean slate that comes with the season’s arrival can
I’ve always been drawn to Elizabeth Gaskell’s writing, particularly her novels about the lives of ordinary people in 19th-century England. What fascinates me is how she humanizes those often-overlooked individuals – the poor, the marginalized, and the struggling. Her characters’…
I’m sitting on the couch watching TV while Pandora’s in the kitchen making dinner. I can smell something burning, which means she’s trying that new recipe from the cookbook again. I should probably get up and tell her it smells…
Karl Marx. I’ve spent countless hours reading his words, trying to make sense of the complex ideas that poured out of him like a torrent. It’s as if he’s speaking directly to me, challenging my assumptions about the world and…
I’m sipping my coffee and staring at the clock on the wall, trying to shake off the haze that always seems to hang around on Monday mornings. John Mercer is still asleep in his room, Mrs. Jenkins is vacuuming next…
It’s a staple that has endured in my wardrobe, season after season. Not bec because it’s a trendy piece or one that’s been heavily promoted by fashion influencers,
I’ve been thinking a lot about Jean Rhys lately, and I’m not entirely sure why. Her writing doesn’t exactly resonate with me on an emotional level – it’s often described as detached, observational – but there’s something about her that…
I’m making coffee, and Pandora is still asleep on the couch. Not fake asleep either—real asleep. Blanket halfway on the floor, one arm hanging over the edge, completely unaware of the world kind of asleep. Mr. Whiskers, our yellow tabby,…
I’ve been thinking a lot about Muriel Rukeyser lately, and it’s not just because I recently finished a semester-long course on 20th-century American poetry. It’s because she was a woman who seemed to be constantly at odds with the world…
As I step out into the crisp spring air, the rhythmic crunch of gravel beneath my feet serves as a reminder that this most basic form of movement
I’m sitting on the couch staring at Mr Whiskers while he lazily grooms one paw like he has absolutely nowhere to be. Pandora mentioned yesterday that work was going to be busy this week, but today she’s barely said anything.…
I’ve always been fascinated by Michael Faraday, the 19th-century English chemist and physicist who revolutionized our understanding of electricity and magnetism. What draws me to him isn’t just his groundbreaking work – it’s the way he approached science with a…
I’m sitting on the couch staring at Pandora’s phone, and I already know I shouldn’t be doing this. I know exactly where this road leads. I’ve been down this road before. This is how normal people end up becoming weird…
