6:23 a.m. My phone is playing ‘Here Comes the Sun,’ by The Beatles. This rising sun brings the last day of my internship at Qualcomm, and the calendar notice on my phone confirms this fact that I would much rather were fiction. 6:36 a.m. Showered, dressed, and making breakfast, phone in hand. I check my emails—somehow I managed to sleep through my phone chirping “new message” during the night—and scroll through Facebook and Twitter. Nothing too exciting seems to have happened overnight, but I have yet to check my work email. My phone’s daily weather alert says it will be warm and sunny again today, so I leave my blazer at home.