Hazel’s stomach did a nervous jig and she attempted to smile demurely – and maturely – at the other guests, some of whom Hazel guessed were from the Frenchman’s artistic circle. … More The Real McCoy || Part II
Even with all my privilege, finishing my MA program in Art History was the most emotionally draining experience I’ve ever had. I can’t see into the future, so maybe it’ll be worth it then, but I can honestly say it doesn’t feel worth it now. … More Grad School: One of Life’s Terrible Jokes
Hazel counted nine chimney stacks as their car made it’s way slowly to the front door in a parade of other impressive automobiles. Hazel was suddenly distracted from the grand house when Dot whispered in awe, “There she is.” … More The Real McCoy || Part I
I’ve found myself at Open Door Coffee Co. most Friday mornings this summer, but not this morning…Each shop has a personality. Just like tea or coffee, every Coffee Shop offers a different flavor and each one has its place, depending on your mood. … More The Coffee Shop
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