Everyone is doing their end of year/decade musings this week and I suppose I need to get the same out on the page. Some combination of exorcism and release and thanks and hope is forthcoming: A decade ago I was 19, a linguistics student living in a dorm room with 9 other guys and somehow not being driven mad by that circumstance. In fact many of them are still dear friends of mine, even though I am desperate now for a kind of solitude that I neither coveted nor sought back then.
Tabs Open #39: Let Your Last Thinks All Be Thanks
Tabs Open #39: Let Your Last Thinks All Be…
Tabs Open #39: Let Your Last Thinks All Be Thanks
Everyone is doing their end of year/decade musings this week and I suppose I need to get the same out on the page. Some combination of exorcism and release and thanks and hope is forthcoming: A decade ago I was 19, a linguistics student living in a dorm room with 9 other guys and somehow not being driven mad by that circumstance. In fact many of them are still dear friends of mine, even though I am desperate now for a kind of solitude that I neither coveted nor sought back then.