My friend Sam wrote this in her journal earlier this year. Like most college students, we both have existential epiphanies at 3 am during midterms. I talk about the Box a lot. It’s my term for fundamentalism and growing up homeschooled and isolated. My early school years were all in a converted storage closet withContinueContinue reading “Philosophy and the Box: Thoughts at 3 a.m.”
Category Archives: Random Thoughts
Being. A. Human. Is. Weird.
So, like, I just moved across the country and I’m trying to figure out my life. I feel like I’m about to go through another metamorphosis. Growth and grounding. Usually I blog about things I am certain of. But I have more questions than answers and sometimes… sometimes I just want to write about theContinueContinue reading “Being. A. Human. Is. Weird.”
Three year anniversary: #WhyILeft Fundamentalism
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3fQ0JSImpzM Three years ago yesterday, I left my parents’ house. They’d delivered an ultimatum: transfer from UCCS to Bob Jones University or move out. I chose freedom. Last year, someone told me, “That’s one thing I love about you. You’re incredibly American, in the most fundamental way. You’d rather be free than comfortable.” Which isContinueContinue reading “Three year anniversary: #WhyILeft Fundamentalism”
Where’s Eleanor?
The Eleanor is still here. The Eleanor is finishing yet another semester and GRADUATING.Sometimes my blog doesn’t get updated as often because I also write other places. Today, I’d like to share what else I’ve been up to. The Scribe For the last three years, I’ve been an editor at The Scribe, my college’s studentContinueContinue reading “Where’s Eleanor?”
Obsessions and yellow paint
Photo: Flicker. Yellow waves by Ruth Hartnup My friends all know I am obsessive. If you know me at all, you’ve heard more than you ever wanted to know about Harry Potter, The Scarlet Pimpernel, Del Taco, and The Thorn. My friends tease me about my obnoxious love for my birthplace in Southeast Texas, andContinueContinue reading “Obsessions and yellow paint”
Eleanor Skelton 