Remember that quote about how you'll forget your nights out in college, but you won't forget who you spent them with? I think the same thing also applies to your classes: I might not remember the key terms in social psychology or the exact format of...
I never thought I was much of a souvenir-collector on my travels—and then while completing my ABCs of travel, I noticed my jewelry case. About half of my pieces were foraged from my mom’s 1970s jewelry box, and the rest were bought abroad—in markets,...
After a particularly bad-ass left-handed goal, I was given the nickname “Xtreme Xtine” as a rookie playing lacrosse at California State University, Chico. At the time, I was anything but extreme: despite my love of a sport that left me with a few...
I always get a pang of envy when I see someone rubbing sunscreen on a partner’s back. It’s a simple gesture of intimacy, trust, utility. It’s a reminder that not only am I alone, I will also have a splotchy and sunburned upper back in a few hours...
I realized I’d been in Australia too long when I dismissed the flight to Hawaii as “just 10 hours.” Before my 14-hour jaunt to Sydney, the longest flight I’d taken was nine hours to Europe from California. Now those cross-country and cross-Atlantic...