Throwing Bows

True story.  On the red line Friday morning, heading down to my Constitutional law final.  8:00am.  The train is packed, per usual.  I’m squeezed against  a mass of random bodies, mostly young Lincoln Park twentysomethings heading down to their first real job after college.  My sling messenger bag over my shoulder.  Impossible to move anContinue reading “Throwing Bows”