By Rhianna Hurren-Myers, Deputy Editor in Chief of The Collective Magazine And just like that, life returned to normal. Shops opened their doors with “we’ve missed you” signage adorning their front windows. I was finally able to quench my Nandos craving. See my grandparents. Take a road trip. God forbid, go on holiday. It was as if COVID-19 had been nothing but a decadent, dystopian nightmare. Only, strangely, I don’t really feel like popping down to the local pub anymore. My

Written by: Ellie Smith Design by: Aimee Lee I should have spent ninety weeks across three years studying for my degree on the University of York’s cosy green campus. I’ve physically attended the university – sat on its lawns, met with lecturers and engaged with seminars for around half of that time. My first year was plagued with strikes. I spent my second year studying abroad. My final year was thwarted by strikes (again), before the coronavirus hit and the summer term mov