Graduating college is something like entering purgatory. Of course, there are the blessed few who miraculously bypass limbo and find themselves immediately in post-grad heaven'the perfect job, the perfect partner, the perfect retirement plan and a yearly all-expenses-paid vacation in the Bahamas. How DID that happen? Then there are those whom purgatory rejects altogether and are mercilessly cast into the hell of burning Bachelor degrees that will never be used for anything but extra fuel for hell's winter (wouldn't want it to freeze over, now would we?). Then there are the rest, the many, the lost, who are doomed to wander in limbo until some unforeseen time when a gracious force decides to pluck them out and share with them the great meaning of their life. Sure, the whole 'live for today'� philosophy has its merits, but its like we've been handed the torch and then told not to run. One can only consume so much cappuccino, and re-runs are overrated.

Then there are the questions''So what are you going to do now?'� I don't know, what are YOU doing now? For starters, I'M going to get up in the morning. I may or may not shower, but I am a college graduate, that's my prerogative. Unfortunately, even though I have reached some predetermined milestone in the quest for knowledge, I have not yet achieved immortality and therefore must eat. Everyday if at all possible. So I am going to work. 'But are you looking for a job in your field?'� See, that all depends. A very small percentage of people with degrees actually work in their field'I read that somewhere. And what if I don't want to work in the field of my degree. I want to go back to school, but maybe in a year or so. There are things that I'd like to accomplish while in this limbo state. So while berating my current confusedness, I anticipate embracing it at the same time. A sort of 'while you wait'� concept. Interesting.

Next question please.

I was asked a question the other day that made my brain overheat. 'Oh!You want to be a writer? What do you want to write?'� WHAT DO I WANT TO WRITE?! Up 'til quite recently I had not given much thought to that question. I wrote simply because I had to, much like I have to breathe, but the scribblings were never really intended for eyes other than my own.

Well, for starters, I want to write things that people will want to read. Do I want to write a bestseller, or do I want to write a cult classic? Do I want to write something that only folks with very similar obsessions as me appreciate? Or do I just want to revel in the fact that I am'by virtue of birth, time, heritage, whatever'a storyteller? Tell my stories to whoever will listen and let life go on as it will. I have a story'�

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