I remember the last few months before I graduated college. Many of my friends were frantically applying for jobs or planning exciting travel. People were pledging undying friendship and partying harder than ever.
Strangely enough, I felt a strong sense of calm. I knew I was going to move home and work for a year at whatever I could find. I wasn’t trying to be ambitious in any way, and for a very good reason: I had no money and a boatload of debt.