A college junior questioning his own field of study, or a learner musing on the pursuit of knowledge?
Earlier this week, I went on a date in Dupont Circle. We ended up going to this fun place called Board Room…
I have begun writing this on and off for a few weeks now, but it is much harder than I initially presumed. I know exactly…
Throughout my time blogging, I’ve enjoyed the reclamation of cliches. I’ve explored various ideas from a more enlightened angle and have been able to shed light upon words that have become jaded with excessive use.
It’s 1985.
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How I wish that memories were nothing but rubbles of chalk on slate;
We could keep the ones we like,
And rub out the ones we hate.