Racquel pondered for a bit. “According to my sister, it’s the age where you really don’t know who you are yet. Sorta just winging it until something works. Figuring out if certain friendships and jobs are for you. Or if you like this hairstyle and the way you dress. Wondering how you’re going to pay your college debt off while recovering from a hangover and not trying to bring another life into this world.”
