Once Love Had Seemed Like Magic. Now

Usually She Ordered A Cup Of Coffee And A Cup Of Tea, As Well As A Brownie, Propping Up Her Sadness With Chocolate And Caffeine So That It Became An Anxiety.

She Smiled At Him, With Longing. 'where Do You Live,' She Asked, 'and How Do I Get There?

Decide That You Like College Life. In Your Dorm You Meet Many Nice People. Some Are Smarter Than You. And Some, You Notice, Are Dumber Than You. You Will Continue, Unfortunately, To View The World In Exactly These Terms For The Rest Of Your Life.

It Is Like Having A Book Out From The Library. It Is Like Constantly Having A Book Out From The Library.

We Had Put Almost All Of Our Possessions In Storage, Which Was A Metaphor For Being Twenty, As Were So Many Things.