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In the past two days, I've had two conversations about young men who seem to hold onto passivity and indecision as long as they possibly can. One of these conversations was with a peer and was about dating. The other was with a mother of a newly-adult-but-still-teenage son. In these dialogues, I proposed two fears that entangle my peers and I, and I would like to hear your thoughts on them. (Now, as I move from the described context into two generalizations about my generation - and subsequent generations - please note that I am not speaking only of a particular gender. Although I do at times grumble about seeing this in my male counterparts, we women are just as prone...) 1. Fear of failure. Of course, everyone is afraid of failure. But many in my generation have been raised without exposure to failure at all. We don't know how to recover from a mistake or a disaster or anything that is difficult . We haven't been equipped with the social or psychological tools to wor...

For gorgeous fall weather and sunshine. For Laura's visit and presence and friendship in my life. For Les Miserables , one of the most beautiful and moving musicals. For roadtrips and francophones and family to visit.(QC, here we come!) For ultimate frisbee and seeing improvement in my game. For music mixes to mark the seasons. For beautiful spaces to study.

A month since I first met my classmates in an awkward lobby mingling. There were nametags and I was stressed, looking for a corner and familiar faces. But I survived, and found my friends, and made new friends, and one old-and-now-new again. --- I can translate whole sentences out of the Greek, at least if their verbs are "to be" or "to say." It is amazing to think that a month ago, I didn't even know what an omicron was. --- Tuition is waiting to be paid, and debt is happening, but I'm keeping calm. This small job on campus is a life-saver and I'm grateful that I will at least be paying for groceries out of pocket. --- My head is above water, but I am not doing all the readings. I am assuming I can/will catch up over Reading Week; this may be naive. --- Crises of faith? No. Crises of self? Yes. What I am doing and where this will take me seems much foggier than six months ago. And there are already decisions to be made. Do I take a CPE ...