It’s the late nights in the office listening to the same playlist with the same people; it’s the three Superbowls in a row I spent at Spec, watching the game with the sports section on a grainy projector; it’s the days on campus during the encampment, running in and out of Butler, eyes red from lack of sleep; it’s being frustrated with my editors, then becoming the editor people are frustrated with; it’s whispering about stories with other reporters in Joe Coffee because we were worried...