We collect memories every day, not always realizing it. Memories aren't just vacations, traditions, or major life events; rather, they are also tarnished photographs in the bottom drawer, or a too-small pair of comfy jeans,

I'm officially finished. First semester, check. Off the dashboard. I'm looking forward to heading out tomorrow for my North Woods to see family and favorites.I made a Chik-fil-A run with Corbin the Class President tonight and

This morning, at approximately 8am, a man was blowing a rape whistle on the corner of Clark and Randolph. He was holding a sign proclaiming the evils of the government and that they had violated

A friend of mine working for Chik-fil-A was out by Michigan Avenue for her usual shift this afternoon. She stands next to a big poster and hands out flyers. I got a text from Tiffany

I haven't had time to do much writing recently, but I have been thinking.Between working our annual Christmas concerts this past weekend, homework, sleeping, working in general, saving the whales, laundry, life talks, and Thanksgiving,

I'm sitting in the corner of the library. I've been essentially camped out here this entire past weekend, jamming to my "Thoughtful" (ha) playlist, and I've been systematically taking apart a passage in 1 Corinthians

From what well are you drinking?I visited an art exhibit in Millennium Park with some friends featuring special sculptures made out of Red Bull cans. It was pretty cool to see some of the things

"O Lord, I bring an offering to you..."I deeply appreciate the words of that song. I'm listening to it tonight in our floor lounge. It's quiet (I mean, hey, it's 1:00am), and my body is

Thank the Lord for his blessings in my life. He has given me several reprieves this past week. A paper being finished and turned in. An event off my plate. A test taken. Time with