The 1975 Concert I went to The 1975 concert last night in Lowell, MA and now I’m sitting on my couch in my living room simultaneously watching interviews of Matt Healy and every music video the band has on YouTube. About a year ago, the only song I knew by them was “Chocolate” and now …
The Last Day of Classes
Melancholy. Empathy. Joy. Gratitude. Excitement. These are the emotions that run through my heart during the last day of classes of my sophomore year at the little liberal arts college I attend. “Lift your head up. Leave your phone in your pocket. Look around you. What do you see? Who are you? Why are you …
The Train
Life, love, and death on a trip from Amsterdam to Paris.
The train picked up speed as it left the station in a little town not far from Amsterdam. We passed so close to a row of houses I felt I could touch them, all neat, all the same. Lace curtains hung in each window, and a dusting of the recent snow still held on the roofs.
The sun’s rays sparkled on the window, refracting light into the cabin of the train. It was cold. I pulled my coat from the seat next to me onto my lap to stop the draft on my legs. My gothic architecture book lay open to the chapter on St. Denis. Reading in French seemed more difficult than usual, and I found myself going over the same paragraph again.
When the cabin door opened with a jarring SNAP, I gave a rabbit-like start as a man stepped into the compartment…
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such sweet things 