My Quarter-Life Crises Thinking for the Morning

I keep thinking that I am going to go back to school to at least take some classes in something I love.

Problem is, I don’t really know what that is.  So my plan keeps getting stalled.  It appears as though, once again, I’m going to miss registration because I can’t figure out what to take.

I’m getting closer to 30. And by closer I mean…close.  14 months away, as of next Tuesday (who’s counting?!?).  Shouldn’t I know by now what I want to do?  Shouldn’t I know enough about what and who I am to know what and who I want to be?  

I’m irritated, and somewhat disappointed by myself.

At least I know that in my generation…with my selfish, greedy, needy, spoiled peers (and I genuinely don’t know that I mean any of that negatively) — I am not the only one.