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I have a playlist called Songs that make me feel That Thing on Spotify which consists of three songs: “From the Dining Table” by Harry Styles “Interlude: Set me free” by Agust D “peace” by Taylor Swift I’ve gone back and forth about what “That Thing” means. It feels like the letters my dad wrote me after I left for college. It feels like the stillness that day I got the call that my friend was in the hospital. It feels like lying on a mattress with my friend — stripped of the pillows, sheets, and topper — the night they asked us to leave MIT. There’s birdsong in “Interlude: Set me free” that reminds me of the sunrise I saw on the Lyft ride to the airport. For a long time, I thought that the feeling was “cursed.” But it’s not. It’s an ache, originating in my stomach, that stretches so far sometimes that I feel it in my fingertips. My realization of this started with a uquiz and a throwaway comment. The quiz in question — Which private expression of love do you most represent? — was like

Campus Life cursed thoughts My love: it aches A uquiz, a throwaway comment, and an introduction to this column By Ana Reyes Sánchez Feb. 4, 2021 Facebook X Reddit Email Print CW: Nonspecific Mentions of Sexual Assault I have a playlist called Songs that make me feel That Thing on Spotify which consists of three songs: “From the Dining Table” by Harry Styles “Interlude: Set me free” by Agust D “peace” by Taylor Swift I’ve gone back and forth about what “That Thing” means. It feels like the letters my dad wrote me after I left for college. It feels like the stillness that day I got the call that

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