There's a certain energy that takes over a college campus in the weeks leading up to the first day of school: a buzz of opportunity and optimism, a feeling that this is a brand-new start. Subletting a room on the street that borders Columbia...
Time is money, or so they say. However, often when you're traveling long-term, you seem to have a whole lot of time and not a lot of money. You're willing to spend all day on a cheap local bus packed with people in Vietnam. You don't mind working on...
It's Thursday night in Philadelphia, and I can't sleep. I move to New York tomorrow. I'm a bundle of nerves, wound tightly to the point of bursting: into tears, into a fit of anxiety.
I moved to Nice, to Melbourne without knowing a soul. I...
As soon as I said I was moving to New York, my friends and family seemed to breathe a giant sigh of relief. Right, she’s finally settling down. Maybe it’s across the country, but it’s in the country. Good, it’s time for you to get a real job.
At...
Note: I wrote this in early February, but haven't had the guts to post it until now.
I suppose it started years ago. In the wee hours of the morning on my first day of my senior year of university—my first last day, as I cheekily updated my...