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I graduate in May. That is 10 weeks away. This past week was Spring break. I did a lot of thinking over this time. Where I'm going to live, how I'm going to support myself, when I'll be able to be where I want to be, etc. Travel is one of the main things I don't want to loose sight of. It's what gives me inspiration, creativity; it opens my eyes and broadens my worldview and touches a place in me that otherwise isn't there. But to make that all happen I need a job. I need a place to live, and food to eat. But I still want to go out and have fun in the meantime. It's a balance I haven't found yet. Life is so complicated.