the post calvin

Driving to Page

I sent dozens of photos to my grandparents’ electronic photo frame.

Here is a place the narrator longs for, a place whose very smallness and peacefulness my friends have always laughed at.

So of course I had to try it for myself. For research.

You can see why my elementary school brain latched onto Idaho.

Every now and there, we’d pass windmills.

When my dad first suggested the trip, I’m sure I rolled my eyes—why did every family trip have to be so educational?

That’s how I’ve always known it.

by Sam Tuit | Oct 1, 2025 | 2 comments

now know the truth: such behavior is deplorable.

by Grace Hsu | Sep 30, 2025 | 2 comments

There was certainly a sort of hubris involved—I don’t let a machine think for me.

A romantic war of moral good and evil without really wanting to realise that we’ve all fallen into the same trap.