School

I did not know I would put my reading glasses on before the sun came up, or that I would take them off, finally, long …

It is a strange thing to have two lives. In one life I live in a garret, and creep around other people’s routines, wincing when …

I sleep in a garret: quintessential student lodging. From my window I can see other students walking by; none of them has very many clothes …