i am finding my position in the postgrad life to be defined by a set of taut strings. there is tension from every direction and i am struggling to find the right vector for movement.

i struggle with speed. from the lack of a 18-hour day schedule, i grow bored and restless. at the same time, i am finding the time to learn the intangibles that make up the challenges of my golden years.

i am frustrated by the balance of passion and practicality in the pursuit of a fit career.

i am in the uncomfortable limbo between college and ‘real world.’

and of course, there is that unsolicited, unwelcome tension that slightly sparks my curiosity.

the ENTJ in me is lost without plans and the big picture. i’m a bird stuck with an ant’s-eye view waiting to be lifted.