Twenty-something crisis.
I’m 25. I’m a full-time print journalist. I’m lucky to be employed. I’m overqualified to be where I am. I’m confused about where I can go next. I’m confused about where I should go next. I feel sorry for myself about 10 percent of the time, but suck it up because I live in America. I have freedoms. I live on Twitter. I sleep on Tumblr. I’m learning Instagram. I don’t claim to know as much as others do, but I try my best to learn. As for now, I’m just trying to keep my head above water until I can calmly take the world by storm.

