It’s coming and I can see it appearing on the horizon, inching closer each day. Senior year is coming to a close, with only a few weeks left before graduation and I am constantly asked the question as to what I wish to pursue with my life. Although I know what I would find enjoyable as a career path, I’m too young to make a decision that can ultimately define my whole life. Yes I wish to be a journalist and yes I wish to write novels and plays, but why should I be forced to choose a course I have to follow when I am only 17? Such a decision is too big to be placed upon a 17-year-old, but I, along with all 17-year-olds acknowledge that it must be done. I guess all we can do is face each day as it comes and hope that one day everything will make a little more sense than it currently does now.
Everything will be okay as life will go on no matter what. The futures coming, go out and grasp it.