It has now been two years since I have been immersed in the safe, enclosed, gratifying, and limitless neighborhood of Brunswick Maine. There, I went to college, a place that pushed my capabilities in every way, yet also suppressed my openness to what the world could offer. At college, I was protected by the Bowdoin bubble, a realization of bliss and negligence towards adulthood. I am thankful for the meals, knowledge, and close proximity to friends, that were so easily given to me while at school. Perhaps such a paradise is necessary to then realize the lack of structure that is thrust towards you once you exit the college grounds.…