Your teachers in school will tell you all about your “career path”.
Then you get out in the real world and find out that there really isn’t a path.
There’s just the metaphorical forest, and it’s up to you to make your own way through it, somehow.
It’s a work in progress, it’s something that’s never existed before.
Sure, people can give you pointers, but they can’t walk it for you.
It’s your journey. You own it. It’s all on you.
That’s the adventure. That’s what being alive means.
And it’s wonderful.
“Your Own Journey” message is beautiful and should go on a greeting card for graduates.
Though the forest metaphor seems ok, my life seems more like being dropped into the ocean in a never-ending night. You can start swimming, but you have no idea whether it’s a good direction or not. You can float and tread water, conserving your energy and hope that the tide or current gradually delivers you to shore. It all seems just absurdly random.