By: Aisha Patel
I've been eating alone on campus for months now. At least one meal a day is just me, my tray, and whichever mood I'm in. Sometimes that's productive, sometimes existential, or sometimes I'm scrolling through YouTube like it's my full-time job. And no, before you imagine some tragic Gilmore Girls scene, I'm not like Rory whose principal might send my mom a letter because I sat alone for one lunch. I do have friends. I just don't have their timetable.





