That crisp autumn air and the promise of a fresh year ahead

And so, gradually, comes the change in season. Flipflops are slowly — stubbornly almost –relinquishing themselves to boots, red and orange leaves are falling and fluttering about, and the light has changed. There is a definite, unmistakable autumn glow, and the old buildings on campus look like they are showing off a different face now,… Read More That crisp autumn air and the promise of a fresh year ahead

On liminality… and what feels like the longest rite of passage. Ever.

There is something contagious about the frenzy that is “back to school.” And when I say contagious, I mean it in a germy, plague-like, I-don’t-know-where-I-caught-it kind of way. It’s frantic and stressful and every year it manages to derail the carefully planned timeline I have for progressing through my program. I should clarify that for… Read More On liminality… and what feels like the longest rite of passage. Ever.