Sonder Street Studios: A Farewell
Time flies. I’ve heard it a thousand times, but I’ve never felt is as acutely as I have as a senior in high school, seeing this past year disappear ..
Sonder Street Studios: A Divergent Palette
Sometimes it takes meeting a person with novel views on life and a drastically different background to make you reevaluate your own. In my case, the..
Sonder Street Studios: A Callback
Talking to strangers has never been my forte. In social situations, most of my time consists of me with my eyes downcast, standing at the edge of th..
Sonder Street Studios: A Reprise
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Since elementary school, one of my closest friends has been a girl named Emily. She was a dollop of sky blue on porcelain clay ..
Sonder Street Studios: A Familiar Hue
At the end of my block, in all of its chipping yellow paint glory, sits a child daycare center. My memories of the years I spent there are muddled a..
Sonder Street Studios: A Greeting
Welcome to the studio! It’s senior year, and my time as a student in San Francisco is coming to a close. Approaching is a period of new beginnings a..