A year after meeting my boyfriend in college at San Diego State University, we entered the scary territory of a long-distance relationship when he moved to Illinois for his Ph.D. program, and I stayed in California.

Whenever I visited him, I would stay for weeks at a time, and we very quickly got good at pretending we lived together: walking around Aldi, making popcorn for movie nights, and working on our laptops at a local coffee shop. The only difference was that eventually, I’d have to pack my suitcase and get on a plane.

So when I got into Northwestern University’s Medill School of Journalism and realized I was moving to the same city as…

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