A Different Dark Place
I just finished year three. Like maybe an hour ago.
How am I thinking about things right now? I don’t know. I frankly have been staring at this blank document for what feels like an hour, trying to put into perspective where this year started to now. Somehow, it still feels a bit of the same.
I started this academic year in bed, at home, awaiting surgery. I had kind of lost a bit of myself after…