Aislinn is a fifth-year Creative Writing major, still sustaining the hope of making a career from loving words. She can be most often found muttering about grammatical errors in textbooks to her long-suffering cat, Chicken Nugget. This is her second year as The Nav's copy editor, and she enjoys it very much.
Nighttime sighs her last goodbyes,
Sweet sunlight trickles in.
I've never moved my arm so fast,
This alarm makes such a din.
My muscles ache, my eyelids burn,
Don't ask about my head.
If I must do this every day–
I wish that I…