Every time school gave me an essay or project about “Where do you see yourself in X amount of years?” I’d freeze. How on earth am I supposed to know that?! I don’t know where I’ll be next week, or next year, I can’t know where I’d be in 10, 20, or whatever arbitrary number they assigned.

I never completed one of those assignments. My brain just couldn’t comprehend it. The future is a vast open space that I’m constantly stepping toward. I can’t see what’s there. Planning for long-term has always caused me problems. I couldn’t decide on a major for college and didn’t end up going until I was 22 (and I dropped out a couple years later.)

I absolutely, 100% agree with the “nearsightedness of the future” assessment. I’m just strolling through life, living with what comes. I recently signed a 12 month lease, and that’s the farthest I’ve planned ahead in a really long time.