I used to volunteer at the Washington Ballet School.  From my little office on K street, I’d hop on the red line, make a requisite stop at Whole Foods, then arrive at the school where loads of kids would be starting classes, ending classes and stretching in the middle of the hallways.  There was no [...]

In second year university, I lived in Alumni House with Kate.  Within a month of living together, we were eating the same foods, pulling the same pranks and chasing the same boys.  Same music, same movies, same clothes.  As a testimate to our insular friendship, we had developed a coded language and at one point, [...]