The above quote is from Ariel Werner (Class of 2009). Read the full memory below:

At the beginning of my senior year, I signed up for a carrel, a spot in the Rock where I could escape from my lively home and spirited housemates to write my honors thesis. I thought I had picked the perfect spot: near the books I needed and facing West to watch the sun set over Providence. But the first time I sat down to work, I turned to my right and saw—all the way down a long aisle of books—my silliest roommate. He had inadvertently chosen a carrel directly across from mine on the East side of the building. Every time I turned right, I saw him, and every time he turned left, he saw me. So much for a refuge.