The Journey of a Senior in College

Here I stand in the middle of the woods. I am alone, and I am lost. There are multiple pathways in front of me, but I have no idea which one to take. Which one is the correct one? Technically, all of the pathways lead to somewhere. They all have a destination at the end. But which is the right one? Which one leads to the best place that I would enjoy the most?

I know that I can choose to take any of the pathways before me, but I can’t help but think about what happens if I choose the wrong one. I will have to walk the pathway one step at a time and follow it all the way to the end to see which destination I end up at. If I finally reach the end and realize it is not the one I should have chosen, I will have to go all the way back to the start, choose a new path, and hope that the second pathway leads to where I want to be. If after following two pathways, I still haven’t found the best destination, then I have to keep trying many more until I am happy where I am. It could be an endless cycle.

I stare at all of the pathways in front of me in the woods and I know I need to make a decision quickly. It is getting dark, and I am running out of time; I have to pick one. My stress levels increase as each second passes.

“Help! Help!” I scream into the trees towering above me.

Nobody responds. Nobody is around. Then I think, even if somebody was nearby, if somebody really did hear me, they wouldn’t be able to help. I have to make a decision on my own -- nobody else can do that for me. I begin to cry as the amount of pressure builds stronger and stronger and the sky starts to get darker and darker.

Finally, I choose a pathway and I start to follow it. It is long. It has taken me a lot of effort, and quite a bit of time, but I think I am finally reaching the end. I start to see the end of my journey and it seems like my nightmares and anxieties have come true. This is not the path I should have taken. This is not where I want to be. But the sun has fully set and I have arrived, so I will have to stay here for a while and see it in the light; maybe I will grow to love it. If not, it’s back to square one. But hey, at least now I will have one less pathway to choose from.