Will you survive the real world? 3:00 p.m. It’s the first day of freedom. The scheduled MacBook alert reminds you that it’s time for yoga with Adriene. You swiftly dismiss it. “Not today,” you say to the computer, followed by an apologetic “namaste.” You glance longingly at the almost-completed Atlantic Ocean jigsaw puzzle on the kitchen table. Only an hour until you leave to meet your friends. 4:08 p.m. You step into the sunlight; the world glistens. The streets overwhelm you. 4:45 p.m. You’ve arrived fifteen minutes early for a five o’clock start. You curse yourself for forgetting social etiquette. …