I first arrived at the University of Wisconsin–Madison in 2022 to help my sister move into her dorm room on the fifth floor of Witte Hall. It wasn’t until a couple years later that I finally got to experience UW–Madison as a student myself.
Even after what felt like hundreds of orientations, somehow, almost everyone I knew remained, completely and utterly — disoriented. But I was luckier than the rest, because I had my sister around to show me the ropes. Without her I’d likely still be lost on the fourth floor of the humanities building.