hope

Given its heavy subject matter, “A Good Person” may not seem fit for the faint of heart. But for every graphic depiction of desperation and darkness, Braff surprises his audience with tasteful moments of humor and hope.

you’re wrapped in my sheets and I hear only your heartbeat; nothing bad has happened to us

Although we are new to the game, we are determined, fast learners — we aim for a free China.

Still, the journey to joy is riddled with obstacles and illusions. Happiness is subjective to time, identity and experience. Though my current perception of happiness will surely change in the future, I know there will forever remain sources I cannot outgrow.

It won’t be without tension, but when we cash in at graduation, we would have stacked the deck in favor of Cal, in Color, more than it was when we first sat down.

I hated most of all that, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t do anything. No matter how much I wanted to be, I couldn’t be enough.

The expectation that I may never see someone again has slowly developed into a longing hope that “later” comes sooner, that “again” holds its own.

Periods of sadness, exhaustion and dissociation are inevitable for me. What has kept me going is learning how to manage the waves.

The votes are in, and the two peregrine falcon chicks atop the Campanile just received their names: Lindsay and Grinnell Jr. 

It made me feel out of control like phantom hands were controlling a marionette doll — except the doll was me, and the hands were my own brain.