I feel a thousand capacities spring up in me. I am arch, gay, languid, melancholy by turns. I am rooted, but I flow. —Virginia Woolf, The Waves Lately, I've been feeling a bit like I'm on summer vacation. Instead of relishing the freedom from stifling walls and bustling hallways, however, the impending summer season feels… Continue reading Scenes from Crescent Beach
Lauren Michelle Brock 