A lot of which involve me staying home for days worrying about the fact that I still have no idea what I want to do in the future.
From day to day I think I have a plan. And then inevitably, I return to the state of mind in which my future is a cloud of possibilities and worry.
In school we are pressured to have a plan. Seems like positive peer pressure, but it's not. They pressure you in the sense that you need to know right then what you want to do with the rest of your life. And sometimes, it sounds like they're telling us to settle, as long as we have a plan. Understandable that they want us to be prepared, but how many adults can say they knew exactly how they were paying for college, what job they were going to have, and where they'd be living in the future by the age of 13?
I think this pressure causes fear in adolescents. Fear of the future, fear of life after graduation.
But this fear of possibility is something we will encounter in our life time and time again. This single event in our life isn't the biggest.
Life isn't planned. As much as it may seem like everything is a defined step by step process, it's not.
It's wild and spontaneous and scary and beautiful. Life isn't just one thing. "Life" is just the word we use to describe millions of adventures, losses, loves, and silences we experience in such a wide space of time. And who's to say that the future you have planned now is the one you'll be living in five years.
I'm not an expert, I know just as little as everyone else. But I do know that if we just stay brave, stay hopeful, good things will come.
Congratulations to the class of 2015.
"It is always wise to look ahead, but difficult to look further than you can see."
-Winston Churchill.
