After I graduated college I felt so unmoored that I had what might've been a legitimate psychotic episode because I was convinced that the only thing I could do was go live/work in Colonial Williamsburg, despite the fact that my whole life and family was in New York State, have only a passing interest in American revolutionary history, and had just gotten a BFA in design. Things worked out okay because everything settles with time, but if you feel like everyone else has post-grad figured and you don't, let my weirdo story be some reassurance that you're not alone in your feelings.

adding 'move to colonial williamsburg' to my post grad psychotic episode plans thank you so much for the inspo