Copely library and sitting on the side where the sun hits you and you're so warm and comfortable that you don't mind that you're even studying.
Watching the Charles river flow, and flow.
Knowing that there are thousands of college students and most of them are the same exact person, yet I think I stand out from all of them.
The homeless man that loves Max Brenner. Every time I wear my dripping heart shirt and I walk by him on his little chair made out of a plastic box, he says "My heart bleeds chocolate for you!" or when he walks into the store, he shouts "I love my little white chocolates!"
The homeless man that lives on Harvard ave, Jerry. I try to chat with him when I see him, though I once spent a half hour talking to him, in which he told me about ...