The groundhog was right: There were six more weeks of winter. He’s such a sensation, though he’s only right 35 percent of the time. What else is revered as much for that low of a success rate? We should start …
Breaking a bone can mark a majorly distinct life period. Snap anything other than a toe or finger, and you have at least a month in recovery to look forward to with many daily inconveniences along the way. The result …
It’s that time of year again. Open Instagram and you’ll find yourself drowning (no, hurricanes can’t get us here, let’s say swimming) in a Caribbean sea of paradisiacal photos with varying degrees of aesthetic quality and colonial bullsh*t. Better known …
When I made the decision not to study abroad, I didn’t expect to be asked “why not?” as often as I have. To some extent, I get it, because while apparently around 50 percent of juniors study abroad, sometimes it …
I feel oddly still. Permanently going somewhere. Always alienated from somewhere else. I sit here on a large red cushion, whose tone casts itself boldly onto this scene. I have to get a rabies vaccine in 12 minutes. I don’t …
This past weekend, I fled Bowdoin’s blizzard conditions for the warm embrace of my sister and the city of Los Angeles. What began as a desperate attempt to outrun the isolation of Brunswick quickly became an escape from the winter …
We sat on the floor sandwiched between the TV and a dilapidated pile of furniture in a Coleman basement dorm on Sunday evening, my phone lying flat between Tess Artzer ’29 and I with my liked Bad Bunny songs open …
I only met you twice in my life. Once, at the age of four, during a wedding in the village. I don’t remember much about that trip. It was my first time outside the United States and the tri-state area. …
Among the long list of my mostly unachievable 2026 New Year’s resolutions was to be present. I wrote this in hopes that I would not only stop worrying so much about the future but also be more appreciative of my …
When I was in late elementary school at the height of the early 2010s, I was absolutely obsessed with Minecraft, the explosive game, literally and figuratively, that allows users to create their own worlds using blocks of different materials. More …