Autumn, at twenty-three
I’m teetering at the edge of some important discovery about life, but I’m not quite there yet. Surrounded by fall-scapes within beautiful Oakville—crimson roses...
I’m teetering at the edge of some important discovery about life, but I’m not quite there yet. Surrounded by fall-scapes within beautiful Oakville—crimson roses...
“Did you stay for fall break?” and I answered, “Yeah, everyone left so campus was really quiet.” In a whisper: “Was it nice?” I answered in a whisper back: “Yes...
There’s a coffee shop just across the glass doors of the library on campus. It’s called the Middle Ground for some unknown reason. I got my first mocha there on...