There will never be a room as special to me as Room 208, the suite in my fraternity house where my four best friends live. I live a few rooms down, but I only use my room to sleep. When I’m at the house, most of my time is spent in Room 208.
It’s where we play video games together and study together. Where we apply to jobs and internships and prepare for interviews. Where we drink and do drugs together. It’s the room where talk about our lives and feelings and issues and losses and victories. It’s where we roast each other and build each other up and talk about our dreams. It’s where we bring girls and where we fight. It’s where we laugh and cry.
When I think back to my sophomore year of college, I’ll think about room 208, as the tiny 15×15 square foot room defined my experience, and the events that have taken place within it’s walls have changed the course of my life.