For most of this year, I experienced a lot of internal dissonance regarding my age. Even though I was a legal adult who could check into a hotel on her own, go to concerts on her own, travel to New York City alone (?!), my internal age didn’t reflect that. As I meandered along city streets this summer, I couldn’t shake the feeling that it felt “wrong” for me to be out and exploring the city on my own. In my head, and in conversations with others, I’d proudly assert that I fel

Over the past few months, I've felt unwarranted pressure from peers that I need to have my future figured out -- those who believe that...

When I first watched Wim Wenders' Perfect Days last summer, I interpreted it as showing us that no matter how troubled our past may be,...

I still find myself thinking daily about the Practices of Knowledge course I took in my first year of university at McMaster,...