Category Archives: the confessions

I’m not a grown-up.

I have a confession to make.  My last post makes me really sad.  It just seems like it must have been written by someone wholly resigned to reality—that is to say, it must have been written by a grown-up.  If … Continue reading

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Taking the scenic route.

Well, it looks as if I’ll be going back to Ball State in a few weeks.  I feel a little sheepish about it, to be honest.  I spent my first two years of college there, living in my beloved Elliott … Continue reading

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The beautiful abuses of friendship.

I’m a really terrible friend.  Truly, I am, but I don’t mean to be.  I love my friends so very dearly, and I would like to think that I do an excellent job of expressing my appreciation, but I know better.  … Continue reading

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