Grieving The Living
GRIEVING THE LIVING BY LINDSAY GOULD There’s a strange clarity that comes when someone passes away. The grief is sharp and undeniable, but it has structure. There are services to…
Life With Lindsay
With Lindsay Gould
Hey, It’s Lindsay!
I’m thrilled to be joining the blog team this semester! My corner of the internet is basically a window inside my brain: chaotic, curious, and always chasing the next hyperfixation. Whether it’s something weird I overheard at the coffee shop, a random movie detail I can’t stop thinking about, or a lyric that’s been living rent-free in my head, you’re going to hear about it. If it made me pause, laugh, or spiral (in a fun way), I’m probably writing about it. Can’t wait to bring you along!
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The Social Politics of Drink Orders
The Social Politics of Drink Orders By lindsay gould We’ve all been there. You’re out to dinner with friends—maybe it’s a birthday, maybe it’s just one of those “we should…
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Relationships (In Theory)
Relationships (in theory) Written By Lindsay Gould College is this odd middle ground where nothing feels fully permanent, yet everything feels strangely significant. We’re surrounded by hundreds of people our…
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Save Me a Seat At The Kid’s Table
Save Me A Seat at the kid’s Table Written by Lindsay Gould Ferris Bueller once wisely said, “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around every once…
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Why My Notes App Knows Me Better Than Most People
Why my notes app knows me better than most people Written by lindsay gould Halloween Costumes Things that make me happy 3 a.m. thoughts Passwords Quotes to read when I’m…
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“Rejection is Redirection” is Bullsh*t
“Rejection is Redirection” is Bullsh*t Written by Lindsay gould At a school like Emerson, where creativity practically buzzes in the air, competition comes with the territory. Every week, it feels…
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I’m Going By Myself (No, You Can’t Come With Me)
I’m Going By Myself (No, You Can’t Come With Me) Written By Lindsay Gould Last week, after my friends and I left the dining hall, someone casually asked what my…
