Which way is North?

My new goal is to write every day. Most of it will probably be a catalogue of ordinary nothingness, but I hope that I will discover something new in it too. There's always something.

I've been thinking a lot lately about my next step. I feel the underlying pressure of "finding a job" since my undergraduate debt is now a thirty year weight on my shoulders. I am not yet convinced that a paycheck and benefits is the landmark of a happy person. A secure one, maybe, but I am curious about the risks. My life has been a series of conventional turns, and I am finally at the point where I feel like I have choices. Possibilities.

Bottom line: I need time. I need time to think about what I want - a paycheck, a job, grad school, a lottery ticket...? Off I go - a step at a time - into uncharted tomorrows.

I never was very good at reading maps.