🎶 Creep: Stone Temple Pilots

When I was in college and got a dorm room through a scholarship, I had a friend who dealt more closely with the grunge of life. We were both part of the staff of the college’s newspaper, often working long nights that stretched into tired mornings of drip coffee and cheap Chinese food. When it was time to head back to my room, KU would go to the parking garage, where he’d sleep in his car, or if it wasn’t too late (and by that I mean to early in the morning), in the office under one of the desks. Going back home was a long drive to South Jersey, and since he was ready to crash anyway at this point, he shrugged it off as a better option. At one point, I remember someone opened a drawer and saw his toothpaste and toothbrush and people got worried that he had nowhere to go. I guess he understood it was “weird,” but to him it was just a thing to do. No biggie. In college, KU was tough but approachable. He quickly became one of my best friends, whom I always respected. He was a…