"It’s those unplanned meals—the ones that know no place in my calendar— that make me feel most alive. I will always treasure walking into the dining hall with a book in tow and quickly realizing how silly it was to even think of reading alone. Within seconds I’m surrounded by friends. We’re discussing the merits of grape pizza, unpacking the vocabulary of section kids, or trying to figure out which life lessons I missed in my embarrassing disinterest in Harry Potter. It’s these uncalculated, incredibly revealing moments that make Harvard feel like home."