Sunday was Lantern Night at my alma mater, which I still keep with me (I remain my class’s Songsmistress, a title I am all the more grateful for because, like many good things in my life, it came because I was a total dork with no chill)
Tonight is Lantern Night at my alma mater. Now more than ever, I am grateful for how Bryn Mawr shaped me. No place is perfect, nostalgia is a trap, but I am thankful for that space to be myself. O, friends of wisdom, Let us gather… catapultingintoclassical.wordpress.com/2017/11/08/h...
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