Later in life, came my passion for politics that melded perfectly with my thirst for history. After all, the only way to advise current political decisions is to look at the past. Walking to the State House, I felt these two passions merge from aspects of my life to my life, itself. Here I was, walking past King's Chapel on my way to the State House for my internship in one of the oldest governments in the nation.

Sure, I learned the practical things this week too like don't wear a flowy dress on a breezy day in the wind tunnels that skyscrapers create. I learned how to navigate the city, how to respond to emails, and how to sort mail. But most importantly, I felt that I was finally a part of something that I had learned about for so long. I have spent hours learning about the intricacies of abortion laws and their controversy in our nation. But it wasn't until I received countless emails pleading Governor Baker to see Unplanned that I realized this issue's true presence in our society. I have spent hours and hours reading about the Mueller investigation and searching the internet for morsels of his report. But it wasn't until I had to leave work early to avoid a protest about the Russia investigation (of which is a federal issue) that I realized the division it has created. I learned about the real, everyday issues that people care about and for a political junkie, that was nothing short of eye-opening.