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Life is made up of people, places and things. People we loved. Places we went. Things we did. For a while, they all exist together in the same city, the same lecture halls, the same staircases. 

 

As the year settles down, a sense of dread begins to creep in — not necessarily because it’s ending, but because of everything left undone. So if you’re ready for a change and are looking for some ways to thicken your plot, read along.

If you're a freshman thinking about ditching the meal plan entirely next year, reconsider. Grocery shopping, meal prepping, walking home between classes and the inevitable mountain of dishes in your apartment aren't just chores, but time thieves.

 

A challenge artists continue to fearlessly tackle over time: how to express the inexpressable. April presents a hot season for dance companies around the Bay Area — each attempting to find new ways to explore and push the boundaries of what is possible through movement.

The Oakland performance took place not inside the Henry J. Kaiser Center for the Arts, but in a closed-off parking lot directly north of it. The shipping container stage was at one end, with over 20 rows of plastic folding chairs facing it.

On the evening of April 10, the San Francisco Ballet opened August Bournonville’s “La Sylphide” at the War Memorial Opera Center. The ballet is known for being the first to incorporate dancers en pointe, originally holding its world premiere at the Royal Danish Ballet in 1836.

A door-to-door salesman reflects on his life after being diagnosed with a terminal illness. 

I thought of my dad and his wrist and wondered if it meant anything to be in the same exact circumstance as him, as it had meant something to be in the same circumstance as my grandfather in Alaska. Of course, crashing my bike drunk was a trivial position, a stupid one. But the synchronicity was there still, wasn’t it?