thirty under thirty, post-diploma
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Oct 20, 2014 by Gabe Gunnink
I simply cannot call something finished, whether I’m re-checking a final exam for the fifth time or strategically placing a seventieth sprinkle on a Seurat-inspired Christmas cookie.
Oct 19, 2014 by Mary Margaret Healy
What if I told you there is a way to travel through time instantly using only items you already own? What if I told you that you probably already time travel several times a week?
Oct 18, 2014 by Matt & Laura Hubers
I want to defy convention. Break molds. And at the same time I want to be with my husband. And have children. And bake lots of cookies. And I hate shoveling the driveway.
Oct 17, 2014 by Geneva Langeland
I fill a basket with crisp lettuce and Swiss chard. A raspberry finds its way into my mouth. I close my eyes, breathe deep, and finally feel my shoulders relax.
Oct 16, 2014 by Andrew Knot
A herd of cows killed a hiker in Tirol. This might not seem newsworthy, but the hiker was German, which necessitates at least a small degree of suspicion of foul play.
Oct 15, 2014 by Cassie Westrate
September 18, 2014. I can imagine the dinner conversation now: “Is it just me, or does this macaroni salad have more parsley in it than usual?” My bad.
Oct 14, 2014 by Will Montei
Things are always ending and beginning, simultaneously and separately. It’s not that an end leads to a beginning—an end is a beginning. They are the same.
Oct 13, 2014 by Catherine Kramer
I used to play the guitar. Never well, but I used to play. I did it because I had to—during the application process, I ticked a box that said “I know a few chords.” My fate was sealed.
Oct 12, 2014 by Abby Zwart
I miss the energy. The companionship. The routine. I miss the rah rah school spirit and the constant activity and the sense that I was always accomplishing something (seemingly) important.
Oct 11, 2014 by Elaine Schnabel
Somehow, years before, I’d put myself in a box. I could either be pretty or a bad-ass soccer player, not both, and it was obvious which the superior choice was.
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