“And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat…”

“And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat…”

As a deeply nostalgic and sentimental person, I get very tense at the idea of things coming to a close. As seniors, I think we all have this sense of impending doom as that May 11th graduation date draws ever closer, and the number of times we can say “oh I’ll do it next year”



Get the door. It’s Dominos [and friendship]!

Am I embarrassed that the cashier at Domino’s knows me by name (“Hey Richard! Glad to see you made it home Saturday night!”)? Is it sad that when I call Dominos, they recognize my voice and know my order before I can get past “hello?” (“is it a bacon-cheesy bread with no jalapenos or large