This spring, my weekdays consist of rising at 6 a.m., working until 3:15, and usually class or rehearsal, while my weekends are full of dance or song practices and performances—a pretty packed term, I would say! Nevertheless, change is inevitable; sometimes our plates are full
In winter 2020, I was sitting in the Olive Kettering Library with my close friend, and now co-editor, Quinn Ritzhaupt. She was looking at old issues of The Record, Antioch's defunct newspaper, as was her job as the Archive Assistant at the time. I remember
The first time I entered the Daley Center in downtown Chicago was a jarring experience. Not because of witnessing someone being dragged out of a courtroom screaming obscenities at the judge or seeing a heated exchange between lawyers, but rather for quite the opposite. Everything
Sitting outside watching groups of people walk past me is a particularly calming activity. Some stop to take pictures of the massive archway that marks the next part of Old Town, some slow down, and point. Others stop and look at the café menu across
[caption id="attachment_13522" align="alignleft" width="225"] Did you know that the words for crying and rain sound very similar? I would sometimes say "I am raining" or "The sky is crying"[/caption] Sitting outside watching groups of people walk past me is a particularly calming activity. Some stop to
My third co-op is a bit like my first one, as I am writing again. It's also a bit like my second co-op, considering I am still employed within the Olive Kettering Library (OKL). However, despite these similarities, it's nothing like either of my previous
