After arriving early to the station, I waited while herds of people joined me on the platform. The mass of humanity reminded me of the herds of antelopes I had seen in elementary school textbooks, except these antelopes were holding coffee cups.
Life & Other Sciences
In 8th grade, I excitedly told my mom about the squid I dissected at the aquarium as part of a field trip I took with my marine life science elective. My best friend and I took the class together and we loved it. Our friendship that year involved a lot of discussion about Grey’s Anatomy, a show that was still in its early seasons, and how we wanted to be doctors. I mean, like, we were really cool, definitely not huge nerds. It was a year later though that I ditched a class for the first time ever after having a panic attack in Freshmen biology.
Chopping Cucumbers
I wanted to write something in light of Anthony Bourdain’s passing. However, writing about him or about what he’s meant to me felt like something he’d absolutely hate—even though I don’t actually know the guy. So, instead, I decided to write about my cooking, my storytelling, and my mental illness struggles. After all, he did kind of teach me a little something about those things.
