Thoughts as I Gaze at my Unpacked Suitcases

It’s the season of packing bags and goodbyes. I simultaneously look forward to being uprooted to a new yet familiar place, that of my college, but also dread the inherent feelings of departure and loneliness one feels as one crosses the airport terminal. Where I am by...

Uncomfortably Comfortable

Looking back on how I have come to where I am now, I notice there have been a few very clear moments that defined my experience, either as a student, musician, or person – sometimes a combination. Thinking about these moments, I usually feel nostalgic and wish I could...

Feeling Sunk, Still Swimming

The end of sophomore year came like a sigh of relief in the middle of a series of exasperated gasps. I declared my major and immersed myself fully into my academics. I developed relationships with my professors. I became a “leader” in my favorite on-campus...