Schrödinger’s Superstore

I spent the summer of 2019 working in a research program at a large university, far away from home. After work, about two weeks into the program, I walked across campus to the health center to schedule weekly therapy appointment — something I had been without for the first time in years. Along the way, I passed at least three bearded twenty-somethings named Lennon, five craft breweries, four dispensaries, and a vegan, gluten free pizza joint. Unfortunately, I was told when I got to the health center that despite living in a dorm, having a student mailbox, possessing a University of (State) email address…