Time

  • Florida, Nostalgia, and Ice Cream

    “That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet.” -Emily Dickinson This is my eighteenth time visiting Florida. Every winter break has been spent in eighty degree weather, in palm trees coiled with decorative lights and hours soaking in chlorine. Every winter break, I eat at the same restaurants, say hello to the…

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  • The In-Between Times and What Comes After

    The other day I heard myself say the following words aloud: “I feel like my life hasn’t really started yet.” I might have been walking beneath the gradually changing leaves or driving with my hands clutched tightly on the steering wheel. I might have been staring into space, mind preoccupied with future things, faraway things, abstract…

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  • Time, Change, and Why We’re Never Standing Still

    Standing at the threshold of major change, I find myself perpetually engulfed in the heart-rending current of nostalgia. Why is it that forward motion often compels us to turn around and check the dust flying up in our wake? If there is one granule of wisdom I wish to share with those still floundering in the paradoxical swiftness and sluggishness that…

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