The truth is, I think I know less now than I did during the first twenty-five years of my life.
After working so hard for so long I have arrived. Yet, I'm not quite sure exactly where I am or what I'm supposed to do next. I have not worked somewhere longer than a year since graduating college and I haven't even lived in the same place (apartment wise not geographically) for more than a year since 2005.
I've now been in Richmond for an entire year. And I'm still here. And it's weird.
While I love my job and am grateful to have wonderful colleagues it's hard to not always think about what's my next move? How long will I stay here? Do I really just keep going to work everyday and then just keep doing that forever?
It feels strange to not have this larger goal like graduation or the end of a contract to be working towards. I'm beginning to think it's because it actually is making me think. How do I really want to spend my time outside of the office? How do I define myself beyond my career?
I can't answer any of these questions, but am continuing to ponder. The more people I've talked to, the more I'm reassured that I'm at least not crazy. If you're also twenty-five (or twenty something) know that you are indeed not lost. We've reached the end of our map to adulthood, but this doesn't mean we're off the map.
Maybe it's just time now to put down the map and be brave enough to wander.