“So… what’s your life plan?”
This is possibly the scariest question that I have ever been asked in my life, given that I am a third year humanities student reaching the end of my time in my comfortable education bubble.
My plan? For the rest of my life?
People want me to respond with a career plan. Carefully mapped out with a distinct goal. Some sort of reasonable aspiration with a structured path to achieving it. Perhaps a stable, well-financed and respected graduate course in accountancy or management consultancy? A training course with long hours and minimal holiday time at the expense of a social life. Or, maybe the person asking the question wants something more short-term but exciting? Travelling abroad to teach English, perhaps. Or maybe a jazzy internship in a far away country. Continue reading