Adventures of Isabel

It never gets any easier.A friend…can I say friend? For someone I once wanted, had, lost? Someone who did terrible harm to people I love?And I hesitate, because it seems wrong to speak ill of the dead, but worse to speak falsely.So, I’ll say he never had a chance. He was utterly destroyed by this [...]

walking home, bone tired, the air tastes of rosemarythis city has its own consolations

2 weeks in.
I feel a lot better about school than I did a week ago. My schedule is more or less set, about half my classes are in the Journalism school, and I have keys, computer access, a mailbox, a webpage, and even a locker there now. It’s a good thing I [...]