Last week, I survived my sixth semester at college.

It was a bright, cold Monday morning in the Valley.

Over the past six semesters, I’ve proven to myself that I’m not only capable at passing college classes, I enjoy the challenge of learning shitloads of new information every day and applying it in my own work.

It’s no secret that I suffer from a severe case of Imposter Syndrome.

Every time I venture out into the wilderness of any kind, whether it’s somewhere far, far, far away from civilization, or literally my own backyard, I have up-close-and-personal encounters with wildlife of all kinds.