Every safety lecture I’ve ever sat through tells you not to do what I did. I was driving slowly through campus, the way you do when you’re not really going anywhere, when a guy knocked on my passenger window. He looked a little stranded, gestured vaguely toward the other end of the parking lot, and asked if I could give …

There’s a strange thing that happens in the last few weeks of college. You’re moving through the same routines you’ve moved through for four years — the same coffee runs, the same group chats, the same walks across campus — and somewhere underneath all of it, your brain starts whispering, this is the last time. The last study session in …

This story keeps getting weirder, so I might as well start writing it down. I was in Grand Central. You know how Grand Central is — loud, beautiful, full of people who are very much going somewhere. I was not really going anywhere. A guy came up to me, said hi, and asked if I wanted to join him and …

You know that moment when your thumb hovers over a button and your brain tries to talk you out of it? That was me, sitting on my couch, drafting a DM to one of my favorite artists, Ava McCoy. She had a show coming up in Brooklyn, and I figured the worst she could say was no, or, more likely, …