Next step: undefined.

The other day, my friend and I grabbed dinner and we got to talking about the next step.

Our entire lives, we have been conditioned to work towards the next step. In middle school, we studied to get ready for AP classes and harder material. In high school, we worked hard to get a good GPA to be accepted to our dream college. In college, we got involved and interned at a million places to land a job. But post-college… What’s that next step?

For some people, the next step is getting married and starting a family. For other people, the next step is moving somewhere new and experiencing a new beginning. But for me, and I suspect for most of you, the next step is undefined.

As a Type A person, I’m used to planning out my life. In college, I color-coded my calendar between class, sorority, work, other extracurricular activities, and an ambiguous ‘other’ category. I’m not kidding. (I know, I have a problem)

But now that the intense life-planning is a little less day-to-day and a little more year-to-year (even decade-to-decade)… where do I go?

It’s this weird awareness of being lost but being okay that I’m lost. For the first time in my life, I’m perfectly okay with not knowing what’s next.

Even though I’m in a time-sensitive job and I don’t have a full-time job yet come January, I’m not freaking out. Even though there are so many unknowns in my life right now, I’m perfectly content.


I’m gonna throw it back to my girl Natasha and be super cheesy to finish this post out.

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Just another 20-something trying to figure out this whole adulting thing.

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