It was finals week at Yale FES, I was sitting at Blue State cafe (it was probably really late/early morning, I recall the cafe extending their hours for students to work there during finals week) and looked across the room. We saw each other over our laptops. You waved and walked over, talked about courses, professors, climate change, and our exhaustion from pulling all nighters. Things were lighter then, easier, our only struggles and hopes focused on how we wanted to change the world for the better...we smiled genuine smiles and drank coffee and tea to our hearts’ delight. You were gentle and passionate and fierce and strong. Miss you, dear friend. Raising a thermos of coffee to you and taking a hike in the woods in your honor.