A curious grave robber found me asleep, my stiff body illuminated by moonlight, curled up beneath a tree. My laptop battery was entirely dead; he attempted to steal it from what he believed were my cold dead hands, when suddenly, I awoke. I resisted the urge to assault him for attempting to rob me, assuring him that there were many other lifeless corpses which would show him no resistance. I apologized for my idleness, and told him to please let me get back to work.
Now back to work I go.
Finally, I am approaching the end of my undergraduate career. This May, I will finally be able to call myself a graduate. It has been a very tumultuous time, but above all, it’s one of the greatest decisions I’ve ever made.
Recently, University of the Pacific included me in an interview, which can be viewed in its entirety below.
This year, I’ve continued my work with the Veteran’s Writing Circle at Pacific, and many new members have since joined us. The faithful support from the university, as well as our founding members, has brought us through this year; many new voices are beginning to emerge, and it’s a pleasure to see that a return to life after war is no longer a far flung hope.
Today, I return to this blog to say, “I’m still here.” The raucous gears of war grind on, and I have come to share the shriek of colliding metal transformed into words.