Bye Bye California, hello South Carolina, no scratch that...New York? Whoa...what? Is it true? Am I suffering from the post-college "blues"?
In May I was walking across a stage, in July I was living out of a backpack, in August I was working in South Carolina, now its almost March and I'm scrapping by living life in New York. Am I caught in the everlasting never-ending gobstopper that we call "Searching for one's purpose"? I think, wait...it's not healthy to think...but...is it? I think...well I think I like to think. I think thinking is something I like to think about. I think, that is what I do.
Life has been nothing short of a whirlwind these past few months. First comes graduation, then a summer abroad, then comes returning to the states, buckling down and growing up. To tell the truth growing up isn't as easy as I thought it would be. In fact it’s sort of hard, and it takes a lot of thinking. I spend most of my time contemplating life in general. Which way is left, which way is north, which way is the way I want to go?
Graduating from college, may be the most difficult thing I ever did (the getting good grades, over achieving, winning awards part was easy), but it’s the part that takes place after the ceremony that gets difficult. Graduation left me lost, and I know I'm not the only one. Even my friends with plans like grad school, or dream jobs are in complete shambles. No one knows what to do, or if it’s the right choice. Even worse, we all fear it may be the dreaded *wrong choice*. Which, we're all allowed to make time and time again.
I made what I thought was the wrong choice. That choice being South Carolina. But that wrong choice couldn't have been more right. I met amazing people and opened some new doors. It led me to New York and an amazing job. I just had to get in my car and gamble away my future. When you're suffering from the post-college "blues" you have nothing to lose. Just do it!
In May I was walking across a stage, in July I was living out of a backpack, in August I was working in South Carolina, now its almost March and I'm scrapping by living life in New York. Am I caught in the everlasting never-ending gobstopper that we call "Searching for one's purpose"? I think, wait...it's not healthy to think...but...is it? I think...well I think I like to think. I think thinking is something I like to think about. I think, that is what I do.
Life has been nothing short of a whirlwind these past few months. First comes graduation, then a summer abroad, then comes returning to the states, buckling down and growing up. To tell the truth growing up isn't as easy as I thought it would be. In fact it’s sort of hard, and it takes a lot of thinking. I spend most of my time contemplating life in general. Which way is left, which way is north, which way is the way I want to go?
Graduating from college, may be the most difficult thing I ever did (the getting good grades, over achieving, winning awards part was easy), but it’s the part that takes place after the ceremony that gets difficult. Graduation left me lost, and I know I'm not the only one. Even my friends with plans like grad school, or dream jobs are in complete shambles. No one knows what to do, or if it’s the right choice. Even worse, we all fear it may be the dreaded *wrong choice*. Which, we're all allowed to make time and time again.
I made what I thought was the wrong choice. That choice being South Carolina. But that wrong choice couldn't have been more right. I met amazing people and opened some new doors. It led me to New York and an amazing job. I just had to get in my car and gamble away my future. When you're suffering from the post-college "blues" you have nothing to lose. Just do it!
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