A Lonely Year on Campus

THE MORNING OF March 13, 2020, began like a snow day. My roommates and I, all four of us University of Toronto undergraduates, woke up to find out that in-person classes would be cancelled. We slung the news up and down the stairs of our rented house in astonishment: students often joke that U of T doesn’t close for anything except a world war. Of course, that was two days after the World Health Organization had declared the COVID-19 outbreak a pandemic, and our excitement quickly dissipated as we realized the gravity of the shifts taking place around us.


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