I’m in over my head
A couple nights ago I was curled up on the green over-sized armchair sitting in the corner of the room I share with Bekah. I was two hours deep, pouring through old journals from high school, writing and editing chapters…
A couple nights ago I was curled up on the green over-sized armchair sitting in the corner of the room I share with Bekah. I was two hours deep, pouring through old journals from high school, writing and editing chapters…
I’m going to be honest. The past three weeks here at CGA have flown! It has felt like home – I don’t feel that uncomfortable awkwardness that usually accompanies a move and meeting new people. I feel no shame talking…