Clueless 20s

As I sit here eating my midnight bread

And wondering what life might be like five years down the line,

I am clueless.

I can’t even make a proper fluffy pancake, or write a properly punctuated article yet, and I am supposed to be shaping my life right now? I mean whatever decisions I take, they are going to decide almost how my life is going to be like when I am older. 

But I guess my incongruity is pretty much vivid before me at this moment as I decided to write this instead of studying for my final exams. I am going to be a graduate. Hah. That really does not mean anything. That is not even going to get me a decent job. It would only mean that I have read a pile of books, essays, and pages, some I have hated and some I have loved. But Comparative Literature, my discipline, gave me a lot of things, and one of them is a different perspective in life and new lenses to look through and see this world of ours. How snobbish we are, claiming this world as "ours", whereas we are just a little part of it and might just disappear in time.

I should go back to study instead of typing this. Really.