Moving out and on
By Kristin Murtha | January 29, 2018I’ve come to accept that certain things aren’t going to fit into our lives as we enter new chapters.
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I’ve come to accept that certain things aren’t going to fit into our lives as we enter new chapters.
As we prepared for the last semester of our undergraduate careers, we have the opportunity to set up a strong “end” for ourselves.
When faced with fight or flight conflict, I most often pick the lesser-known third option — shut down entirely.
Nothing is worse than trying to catch up with an acquaintance at a crowded bar.
By now, the drive to Charlottesville is an equation, but my time here has definitely not been formulaic.
I trace back the strings of decisions and events that have lead me to particular outcomes.
The merging of music and social media brings back a lot of what I loved about the art of making a mixtape.
My sleep for the past few nights has been plagued with such vivid dreams, each one more troubling than the last.
While I’ve loved almost every minute of my time spend on Grounds, sometimes a little distance can be healthy.
Over winter break a friend convinced me, after some arm-twisting, to visit a psychic in Manhattan.
