Write Me A Letter, Please

I’m not saying drop your iPhone in the toilet and vow to communicate with everyone solely via mail, but a handwritten letter here and there would be a nice change of pace.

What It Was Really Like To Study At Harvard

Harvard is not some great, lofty beacon of learning. It’s a business, a factory in which the best and brightest are lured in by the promise of success, and beaten into insane little Wall Street machines.

All My Regrets Are About You

I regretted not being patient for that moment when the world seemed to stop, when I was filled with happiness — that you were home, that you were with me, that you were kissing me, that maybe, just maybe you wanted me like I wanted you.