overheard on a c-1

Two freshmen girls bonding over a pair of shoes. Within minutes they had exchanged names, hometowns, dorm allegiances, and complained about the travails of organic chemistry. Couldn’t help feeling a bit nostalgic for friendships so easily made before being defined by niches or post-college aspirations. Then again, not nostalgic for organic chemistry or the growing pains that come with these years of college.