I sometimes would spend entire weekends by myself in New York. I would get done with work on Friday at 6pm, and spend 2 full days until Monday morning at 9AM alone. I would go to yoga classes, run, draw, write, cook, read, talk with my family on the phone, paint my nails, watch a…… Continue reading An Introvert in Graduate School
Two weeks ago, I spent thanksgiving at “Voss Camp”, and one week later, I gave this speech to my “Arts of Communication” class at Harvard. https://youtu.be/xPitP5H_9Ic The quality of the video is not great. Some of the details are a tad embellished (as is sometimes in good storytelling). But my emotions and feelings about family…… Continue reading Why Tradition is Important
If I have learned one thing from my statistics class so far this semester it is this: nothing in life is certain. We can try and measure probabilities for elections, whether it will rain, whether we are going to do well on a test, or whether we will get a certain job. But more often…… Continue reading What If I’m Wrong?
I started a communications class this week, and we were asked to memorize a poem. This is the one I picked. Nothing Gold Can Stay (by Robert Frost) Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden…… Continue reading Nothing Gold Can Stay
Each day I am learning many new things. I promised I will try and leave some thoughts here on the blog, even when the classwork seems to already be building up 🙂 My wise sister reminds me there is always more studying to do, so you have to stop somewhere. Today in class, one of…… Continue reading Fish Don’t Know They Are in Water
My brother was convinced growing up that if he didn’t exercise, then his body would not burn calories, and thus he would not need any food. While he realized at some point this was a lie, I still woke up at 8am this morning in Colorado after a 12-mile hike yesterday to find my brother…… Continue reading The 6th Love Language of Voss: Exercise
There isn’t an exact moment that I can remember that he switched from being my “boyfriend” to the “love of my life.” For as long as I can remember, he has always been the love of my life. I never considered that we would ever breakup, because we always treated each other like we were…… Continue reading When You Are a Family of Two