To the city I left

People often ask me why I left. It's a question that is seemingly harmless, but often gives off the connotation that I simply ran away from it because I disliked what my old life had to offer. I didn't run, I moved on. My Massachusetts paraphernalia is hung on my dull white walls. My Red … Continue reading To the city I left

I graduated, but I don’t feel any different…yet.

"Alright, now on the count of 3, everyone move¬†your tassels from the right to the left," he spoke, "Congrats class of 2015 and welcome to the UMass Alumni family!" I went along with the motions, placing my tassel on the other side of my cap, careful not to ruin the decorations that sat on top … Continue reading I graduated, but I don’t feel any different…yet.