You majored in what?

"I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. " - Sylvia Plath, "The Bell Jar"

I'm one of the dreaded liberal arts majors. Anytime I mention my affinity for English and journalism, I am met with the blank stares of well-meaning people who try desperately to find something kind to say. "Oh, so you're going to go to law school?" Well, no.

"So you want to be a teacher?"

Not really.

These phrases are the ones that make my eye twitch. Law school is not out of my reach. Teaching is not my nightmare. They're just not part of my plan.

If I'm honest, I don't have much of a plan.

The scary thing about liberal arts is that the paths are not linear. There is no set career for an English major. I'm stuck here wandering. I know I have passion. I yearn to communicate, and do it well. I want to express my own ideas or help others to communicate their thoughts in an eloquent way.

I know I don't have a set path right now, but I do not lose hope. I have many paths.

I am in the process of fine-tuning a set of skills that will make me more marketable in the workforce. I am developing connections with all sorts of interesting people. I am moving forward.

I am an ambitious young woman staring up at the fig tree full of opportunities, waiting to reach out and take a bite.

I am wandering, a little bit lost. I am going to be just fine.