The last column I’ll ever write
By Aly Lee | May 13, 2020Thank you for being my public diary and therapist. It has been a joy to write for you.
Thank you for being my public diary and therapist. It has been a joy to write for you.
I began to see that though there were many signs that I had chosen wrong, there were equally as many that showed I was exactly where I was supposed to be.
I will testify that fourth year is not very chill at all. Let me be the first to tell you — it’s not all wineries and McKinsey interviews.
All semester long, I wrote columns for The Cavalier Daily on being sick. Even when I tried branching out, I felt compelled to stick in at least one sentence from Sick Girl.
For all you sports fans out there, I present to you my breakdown of U.Va. basketball from someone who has never watched a U.Va. basketball game.
It had been a while since I actively felt homesick for Kenya. So when I started tearing up the other day after hearing “Africa,” by Toto, I was a bit surprised.
While you have this sociobiological need to be alone — i.e., to rest and recharge — you also have this desperate desire to not be alone.
If you’ve been following my past few articles, you may notice that my life has not been extraordinarily “normal” as of late. It’s not everyday you have a stroke.
I won’t say I’m “okay,” but I am at peace and I have much to be thankful for.