In a desensitized world, we hear, say and laugh at pretty much anything. But there’s one ‘f’ word that no one’s talking about in these last months of college and that’s haunting just about every graduating senior: future.

I’m at a crossroad – and knowingly so. And I think that’s what makes it so weird: that I know I’m at an incredibly pivotal, definitive point. I know that my life is just on the brink of change and that the next step is going to be something both daunting and exciting.

I’m looking ahead and I see a thousand different choices: where to go, what to do, who to be. It’s headache-inducing, anxiety-provoking, and downright scary. But as I keep trekking – putting one step in front of the other – I keep chipping away at the fear that I’m holding onto. The more I force myself to face my (literal) future, the more I replace that fear with acceptance, with gratitude, and with openness.

These past few months, I've found myself asking: what am I doing?

I'm on the brink of a complete life change, and I have no idea what's next. And while that's scary as hell, I'm doing my best to approach this next chapter with intentionality and with purpose. I'm trying to have an open mind and to keep one characteristic as the default of my behavior: work hard. 

Because no matter what I do, it won't be perfect. I'm a 20-something pushing for stable employment, and I have neither the credentials nor the cajones to be arrogant and absurdly selective.

No matter what's next, I know it'll be a grind. But I have to have an open mind for that grind because I know that I need to hustle to make it happen.

And I will make it happen.

Because absolute and definite failure isn't an option, and shying away from something unknown isn't in my vocabulary of tendencies.

And it shouldn't be in yours, either. So, roll up your sleeves and let's get going.

We got this.