Janitorial Business

February 17, 2014 by Ashley Kirtman

I slosh through the snow and ice to the lecture hall. I swear I don’t remember snow being so soft. It was never this powdery in my youth. Could it be global warming or just a perennial preoccupation? Just a vague seasonal idea that comes and goes with the cold. Nostalgia at its best. Remembering […]

Bus trip

February 1, 2014 by Ashley Kirtman

Community. Fellowship. I still prefer being in my own head. If only the person next to me could understand. My quieter nature is not hatred. It’s not that I don’t enjoy her and her attempts at conversation. I’ve no clue how to continue it. Continuous introductory small talk. Am I the only one who minds? […]