Bosnia on my mind

Well, a month and two days have elapsed since I returned home from my time abroad. It simultaneously feelings like years and minutes since I left Sarajevo. At times, my experience abroad is a tightly bound box living on the back burner of my soul, my mind and my emotions. ...

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Running through fields of yellow wildflowers

Four and a half years ago, my life dramatically changed. I was home on winter break during the second year of my undergraduate studies. In that season of life, I attended a small liberal arts school in Southern California, and was personally really struggling. My freshman year had been mostly incredible, particularly ...

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Stories | part one.

I know I haven’t written in a while. I would think about writing, but I didn’t know where to begin. I would let my mind slowly reach towards the fire of thoughts, images, and emotions I knew was raging somewhere inside of me, but it felt like bandages were being ...

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HOLY BALLS, I LOVE MY JOB

Being an intern sucks if you really think about it. It is the slave labor of the Ivory Tower, and, in my experience, internships have been relatively disappointing. You get this position at a really sweet non-profit with an awesome name that will pad your resume and give you great ...

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Untitled.

Well, it happened. Homesickness hit. I know I have a hard time leaving home – always – but I never know if or when I’ll miss Colorado again after I’ve settled in and started to fall in love with my new, temporary home. This past weekend, though, has been one ...

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A week of war

Well, week one of the internship is in the books! Wow, I can’t believe it’s already July. It’s been over two weeks since I left Denver, and I simultaneously feel like I left yesterday and that I’ve been in Sarajevo for months – neither of which are accurate, obviously. Last ...

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Surprised by Sarajevo

American music. Dino, one of the guys helping out with the War Art Reporting and Memory (WARM) Festival this week (he’s not an intern, but he knows my supervisor, Safet, and has provided some much needed assistance in administrative tasks), asked me how I like the Bosnian music. I thought ...

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After one week in…

I don’t love Sarajevo yet, but I think I will soon. This week feels like a whirlwind, and I am inclined to believe the rest of my time here will feel much the same. It is a strange juxtaposition to be in a place where life slows down, but the ...

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