so when I applied to college, it was half for geographical reasons and the other half because I simply didn’t know what else to do. Luckily, I was smart enough to know that getting into college bought me about four more years to figure out who I wanted to be and what I wanted to do, or more accurately, to have a serviceable answer when adults asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. This arbitrary expectation for you to have your entire life figured out while barely in your twenties is ludicrous by today’s standards.
