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Once I finish my placement at the end of next month, I'll be finished with my studies. I have no idea what I'm going to do next. 

It feels strange not having a plan. Up until this point, I've always had the structure of uni to guide me towards a goal. Now the future is a blank canvas. 

What if I don't get a job? What if I do get a job and hate it? I've always balanced multiple things part-time, and if I'm honest, I don't like the thought of committing to one thing full-time. What if I can't handle the pressure of the working world? 

What if adult life just doesn't work out for me? What if it »å´Ç±ð²õÌýwork out for me and I end up leading a really dull existence, always missing the excitement of my early twenties? 

I will admit, there are things about the future that are exciting: possibilities that I dare to dream of sometimes. Travelling all the way around Australia. Getting a job in the area that I'm passionate about. Being able to afford to live alone, a long-time dream of mine. Maybe having a family. 

And I'm curious to see what things will happen that I ³ó²¹±¹±ð²Ô'³ÙÌýthought about. What unexpected turns of life will I encounter? 

Does anyone else find it completely disorienting not having a plan for the future?