At 25 years old I have realized life is a lot like an IKEA instruction manual... the pictures don't match the words and there is almost always at least one screw missing. I find myself wondering... What is the next step? High School? Check. College? Check. Job? Check. So what now? Many of us have had our parents, teachers and bosses telling us what to do next all our lives. At this point is seems like the path disappears and we are left directionless. I jumped on the Graduate school train because at least that provided remnants of consistency. Homework, papers, class... So what comes after that? Just call me Dorothy... I loved the idea of that Yellow Brick Road! Can I bring my dog along?
