Hi again. When I was in grad school, it started to feel like the walls were closing in. All my classmates seemed to have very particular post-graduation career goals, and all their dreams made me itch. I didn’t feel ready to be hemmed into a trajectory, but it seemed too late to swerve, and anyway, I didn’t even know what I’d be swerving towards.
constellations #50: late bloomer
constellations #50: late bloomer
constellations #50: late bloomer
Hi again. When I was in grad school, it started to feel like the walls were closing in. All my classmates seemed to have very particular post-graduation career goals, and all their dreams made me itch. I didn’t feel ready to be hemmed into a trajectory, but it seemed too late to swerve, and anyway, I didn’t even know what I’d be swerving towards.