Today has been strange in that I reaised today that I have no idea
what I want to do in life, and it scares me. I'm here at university doing a degree I enjoy (apart from my poetry module), but I'm still clueless as to what want to get out of this degree.
Perhaps what really hit me today is how unextraordinary I am. I have no special talents as such, I can't speak another language, I'm not a fantastic writer, I can't draw - sometimes I feel like a fraud and that I shouldn't be here. Perhaps I'm just a bit hormonal, but I feel quite low today.