Points of Departure

Reading for pleasure around campus. I was on a ferry miles away from Boston when I started reading Nabokov’s Pale Fire, a book I had been saving for a long time. There was this paragraph in the middle of the book that I, as a Literature major, wanted to examine more deeply, but I eventually figured out that it was an impossible thing to do. The mild summer breeze swept all serious thoughts from my mind. I closed my eyes – eyes exhausted from staring at a lap top screen all day long – desperately attempting to make myself feel as …






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