So today I sat and pondered what I want to be when I grow up. This is something that has really eluded me for the majority of my 38 years. What do you love? History, helping people, law. What can you do to feed your family? That has a million answers but in the state of affairs in this country, you can't think that a college degree will get you a job. Once upon a time, that was something that put you in demand. Now, the counter help at McDonalds may have a PhD. It is ridiculous.
In thinking about careers and jobs, what do I like? History. Writing. On that note, I looked into the graduate programs offered at Eastern Michigan University, where I am currently enrolled. I found the program that I think I want to pursue--Historic Preservation (Certificate program). The more I have poked into it the more find that I want to do it. So I applied. Please God. I think this is where I am supposed to be.