Last week, sitting in a private movie theater with 40 of my friends, I watched The Parent Trap for the five millionth time. I had been wanting to host a movie night at this particular theater—Now Instant in Chinatown—for a while, and when Rec League asked if I’d want to partner with them on an event, I jumped at the chance to serve my friends popcorn (i…
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Quietly crying into my popcorn
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