Growing up, I changed what I wanted to do with my life every year. I bounced from career to career, from zookeeper to astronaut to even belly-dancer. Somewhere along the way, I lost certainty in what I wanted my career to be and in my future in general. Actually, I had more of an idea of what I didn’t want to do than what I did. I could cross astronaut off my list after seeing the movie “Gravity”. There was no way that anybody as uncoordinated as me could ever be a belly-dancer. It wasn’t that I wasn’t passionate about learning and exploring possibilities. I was just passionate about too much and couldn’t possibly choose. I was content being stuck in the limbo of choosing, but every time a friend or relative asked me about my major or future plans, I was forced to confront the idea that I would have to choose someday.

Coming into college and seeing so many people who seemed to have it together made me question why I seemed to be the only one UNable to choose. Even now, having completed three quarters of my freshman year I still find myself without a solid plan. Whenever I tell people my class schedule they are surprised at how varied and non-major specific it is. However, I’ve seen those around me morph and change as well as myself. Many people I know, even if they have not completely changed their majors, have tweaked what they want to do several times over.

I’ve come to realize the extent that people change in college not only academically, but personally as well. I have no idea how much I’m going to change from now up until senior year and how this will impact my career and my future. I’m starting to come to terms with the fact that the future is out of my hands. When I start to accept that and can focus on doing what I enjoy is when I can set myself free from the overarching anxiety that comes from dealing with the future and focus on living in the present.