- “I Don’t Believe in Love” “I don’t believe in love. I believe in God. Because He is bigger.” -Cristina Ionescu, a street-dwelling teenager in Romania I spent a significant part of this V-Day in class watching a documentary called, Children Underground. It was both beautiful and terrible. It presents the gritty lives of five Romanian street-dwelling children, and their fight […]
- Full at Fuller I am sitting on a comfy leather chair in Fuller’s Kreyssler’s Hall. K. Hall is Fuller’s Student Center where folk come to chat/study/nap. It reminds me of the colonial houses in Charles County, where I grew up. Inside there’s loads of these comfy leather chairs and free internet. Outside there is a vicious game of […]
- Musing in Bawlmer Greetings from Baltimore. A.K.A. “The Greatest City in America,” and, even more hysterical (considering the literacy rate), “The City that Reads.” I love Baltimore. She is the rough, sassy, audacious younger sister to Washington, D.C, just forty minutes up highway 95. I always loved inventing the rivalry between these two close cities. I’m still a […]