Tag Archives: Graduation

myriad petty unsexy ways

I have recently read and reread David Foster Wallace’s lovely little book This Is Water, which was an occasional address to a Graduation event at Kenyon College in 2005.  It is a cracker, and while we are running a million miles … Continue reading

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these bright believing bands

So my workplace is all a flutter with Graduation ceremonies, and I can’t join in. I’ve been doing my tasks and ticking off my to do list but I won’t engage, there is nothing I really want to share in … Continue reading

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