Okay, so I haven’t posted in like a week. I’m a slacker. My semester has just started, and life has been a little hectic lately.
So I’m hanging out with some friends at Chipotle Friday night, and we were talking about how some of the most interesting people we know are like 40 years old and have no idea what they want to do with their lives. We laughed about it, but seriously, I’m scared that I’m gonna be that guy. I was the one who went through like 4 majors in college, and has pursued at least as many careers in the past 8 or 9 years. Then I did what you do when you can’t decide on anything…you go back to school. Seems logical, right?
Well, that wasn’t totally the reason I went back to school, but…
So I’m looking at some information about another school last semester, and I suddenly get this wild idea that I’d kind of like to do another master’s degree after this one. It either seems like a really cool idea or totally insane, depending on the day. I seriously don’t want to be a professional student. Seriously. I’m kind of tired of going to school, if you want the truth. And as classes really kicked in last week, I found myself looking very forward to next December when I’m finished with this one. So I have to wonder…is the reason I want to go back just because I still can’t decide what I’m going to do with my life?
Friday night, talking to the same friends, we were joking about how it was kind of cool to be a student again. I’ve done the professional career thing, and it was okay. But it’s also fun to focus on learning, work on the side, and sleep til 10 every morning again.
Maybe I’m trying to hold onto a part of the past that I should have let go already. Or, maybe I’m trying to solidify my future. Or, maybe I’m just caught in some twighlight zone netherworld of indecision that’s somewhere in between. Honestly, it’s probably the latter. But, oh well. I’m having fun!