Your Yale Happy Place

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Today is my undergraduate graduation.
Due to a lack of sentimentality about the recent past, I’m not there.  While I was kind of anticipating doing some minor celebrating at home, Mom’s felt quite sick the past three days, so we’re going a lot of chilling around here.

I’ve never been one for celebrating milestones, and it’s not likely that I would suddenly become a big people person and want to hug and kiss everyone I hardly spent time with the past few years. But of course there will be people I miss very much. Many of them. Continue reading “Your Yale Happy Place”

United States of Summer

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Perhaps the summer theme is not over- the season certainly isn’t.  In fact, if anything, I would say that we’re only just entering on high summer.  That’s what my garden says, and the weather, the heat, the downpours and lightning.

Perhaps resuming from a spot near where I left off is the best way to pretend that I didn’t take a short break from posting somewhere in the middle.  By way of an explanation but not by way of an apology, HA! I was in the middle of nowhere, backwoods, hinterland Pennsylvania.  Where I’ve gone every summer around the 4th of July for as long as I can remember (and in utero, though less memorably).

As I’ve become an ‘adult’/a more physically developed child with more responsibilities, I’ve had to leave a lot of the places that I traditionally visited in the summer by the wayside, to clear room for working (and novel trips abroad, which my family is, for myriad reasons, in a better place to take now than when I was younger.
Despite seeing Venice last summer and the prospect of visiting Paris for the first time only a few short weeks away, I miss these familiar destinations and their imperturbable permanence in the face of the passing years. Continue reading “United States of Summer”