A Fashion Tale: The First Cowgirl Boots
They are ugly aren't they? It's why I thought I would never meet a pair of cowgirl boots that could win me over. But I did, six years…
Grad School Journal: The Last Semester?
The spring semester has always been a favorite of mine. The idea of sweating out finals then stepping into a long summer of fun induces motivation. This is…
Poetry: La Belle Dame Sans Merci by John Keats
La Belle Dame Sans Merci by John Keats I. O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering? The sedge has wither’d from the lake, And no birds…
Diary: The Day Bowie Died
The Day Bowie Died After The Day Lady Died It was one of those Sunday nights when tiredness is mental and the calm reaches inside to…