Within the first hour of being in Washington, D.C., I sat on the floor of my apartment bedroom, completely alone.
None of my roommates had arrived yet, and my bags were still packed, scattered around the room. I wondered how this summer would go living with six other girls, and thought of all ways we could make our little apartment in D.C. feel like home. Who knew the uniting factor of 503S would be a little gas station down the street. To make our house, or apartment, a home, we had to find common interest- leading us to none other than 7/11.
Reasons why 7/11 made our house a home:
- The giggles
- From Jade’s use of the nacho bar to me scrounging through the cabinets for more slushie cups, we had lots of giggles.
- The candidness
- After a long day of being in business professional clothes, nothing is better than looking like a tired college girl with your dad’s t shirt on once again.
- The voyage
- There’s nothing more powerful, unifying, and at times, terrifying, than seven working women making their way to a gas station.
What’s YOUR 7/11?
Annabel Klemm
Office of Congressman Nathaniel Moran
Washington, D.C. | summer 2023