Month: August 2017

Plane Poetry

Take me down to the Lowlands Where a colorful battlefield awaits Tell me who you are and where you're from Thunder claps and tragedy strikes I find safety falling down the rabbit hole Then I dust off the dollar signs into broad daylight Take me down to the Lowlands Where a garden of daydreams awaits…

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Different trains of thought

When it comes to “winding down my summer” the right way, I’ve found I’m not very good at that. While I should probably be letting myself ease into “real life” i.e. stay in Middelburg for IntroWeek, I will instead be doing one last whirlwind trip around the continent before I will be stuck in one…

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Back from Mars Bars

“Traveling–it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller”–Ibn Battuta Last Saturday, one of my bestest of friends came home from their summer (use of “them” pronoun out of respect for their gender queerness) and semester abroad in South Korea. On Wednesday I went up to their house in Friesland, 5hrs north of Middelburg,…

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