SYDNEY: Going under for air
I felt more and more like I was anticipating some massive oncoming explosion or inescapable disaster.
SYDNEY: The urgency of sincerity
Propelled by passion alone, we’ve ended up talking past each other, skimming through conversations, running down the clock during section.
SYDNEY: Still here
I had just come back from New Haven and was planning to return to New Haven.
SYDNEY: Thank yous, noted
On the wall next to my bed, I’ve pinned up a thank you note from my best friend from high school that may actually be the best love letter anyone will ever write me.
SYDNEY: No room for nothing
I didn’t expect to leave a lecture on writing with the advice to go home and watch television, but that’s what happened Monday night at a Q&A with Louise Glück.
SYDNEY: Calm, cool, competent
Competency, perhaps, is what’s lost, or what’s harder to see, when we dedicate our time and energy to developing exceptional, specialized skills and ways of thinking.
SYDNEY: What’s a professor for?
In the past two years and half a semester of college, I’ve decided that a professor is something in between a best friend and a lecturer at the front of a hall who delivers pearls of wisdom to our ears.
SYDNEY: A new novel
One could argue that eating mangosteen or lakoocha starts the year off with the intention to be adventurous and try new things, but really novelty is the clear objective of this ritual.