please for the love of God, or whoever.
Seriously though, my mind these days is a constant shift between “oh my god what am I going to do with my life” and “it’s totally cool, one step at a time, my, this is living, isn’t it?” It’s almost as if I have two different people, one uptight dad who’s disappointed his child is an art major and the other is an old philosopher that lives in the hills and is a huge Castaneda fan.
Generally, though, I think the consensus is if you think you know what you’re doing, you’ll probably figure out later that you were wrong. It’s just hard to remember that sometimes when everyone has a/is asking about your plan.
And the rest of us just feel darn right terrible so please, for our mental stability, let’s all be real, yeah?