the yellow wallpaper

In the spring semester of 1993, I was listless. I had just landed back in the midwest after spending my first semester in coastal North Carolina, on an ill-begotten whim to study marine biology. Maybe it wasn't a whim and a viable plan, but there were many obstacles. One, that it was hard to find a place to study marine science in landlocked Illinois. Another was that my terribleness in math would…