This Christmas

During my freshman year of high school, we read Dandelion Wine.  I don’t remember the book very well, but I remember in the beginning, Douglas, the 12-yr old protagonist, has this revelation that he is alive. It’s this liberating, illuminating experience, and it almost takes him off-guard. He doesn’t really understand this feeling of life. In the middle/end of the book, Douglas discovers the temporary … Continue reading This Christmas

Homeward Bound

There was a three-fold reason for coming home: 1. Escape the New England Winter.      Seasonal depression? Who knew that was actually a real thing? Well, probably a lot of people, including the psychologists who cleverly decided to name it “Seasonal Affective Disorder” in order to give it the acronym “SAD” (aww), but I had never … Continue reading Homeward Bound