Entering high school, this question has made itself present now more than any other time in kindergarden on Career Day: “So, yeah, what are you planning on doing when you get older?” It’s now a perfectly normal question. — I just don’t have a response. As an Honors student, this tends to put the interrogation of my future to an abrupt halt. What do I mean I “don’t know”? (My guidance counselor and parents and well-wishers have said to follow my heart [whatever that is].)
I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what I want to do. There’s so much I want to do I want to do it all, but know that ultimately, I won’t.