The glove that won’t go away (and why it’s kind of awesome)

The glove that won’t go away (and why it’s kind of awesome)

3:30, and Community’s doors burst open—students spilling out. Backpacks slung over shoulders, hands shoved deep into pockets, they rushed toward buses idling at the curb, they wove through the parking lot chaos—horns blaring, engines revving—a steady current, all moving with one purpose: getting home. I was one of them, just another body swept along—just another person caught in routine. But last November, something made me pause—something broke…