January 2012
2 posts
On the Name
What’s in a name? I spent half of my 20th birthday (if it wasn’t already clear, that was quite a monumental occasion) listening to New Order. I love the song Age of Consent with a passion, and it made me think hard about what this upcoming age should be called - for me, that is.
I made it rhyme, because I wasn’t going to be satisfied unless it did, but there you have it: Age of...
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On Moments
In my experience, memories form a sort of chain link of moments. I almost envision a long wire, stretched taut against a white wall, with hundreds of snapshots pinned to it, reaching far, far back. The time I accidentally whipped my tiny brother around a corner and left him scarred. The time my mother and I played hooky from elementary school and instead went to the beach. The time I sat with my...