...and then?

I wonder if it’s a symptom of youth.

That overwhelming feeling that there’s so much to do in so many different spaces in so many different places all over the world that one lifetime simply isn’t long enough. And the overwhelming anxiety that accompanies it, because — armed with the knowledge that you don’t have time to do everything — how do you pick which thing to do next? How do you know you’ll have a chance to do all the other things you want to do after that?

I don’t know.

And after a fun and interesting night of stimulated discourse, I think I have more options than answers. So many possibilities, so few clues as to which to pursue.

Some things to consider:

• Delay the Real World — in one of a million ways


• Enroll in some sort of fellowship — like Kiva or Cross Cultural Solutions


• Go to grad school — but do you pursue an area you're passionate about, or do you do the smart thing and get an MBA?


• Find a new city to explore and a job that’s interesting and international


• Take a job that makes me a spokesperson for America overseas


• Travel

::sigh::

Decisions, decisions...