Around 300 Columbia and Barnard students gathered outside Low Library for a breakfast potluck before New York City’s Climate Strike on Friday. Students made posters, shared stories, and formed new friendships.

I cherish the period of tranquility on late afternoons before the energy of night begins. Crisscrossing Broadway and Amsterdam and eventually strolling through Columbia’s main campus, it is incredibly liberating to wander without a map or a motive. There is something empowering in disassociating from all the rush to solely “be.”