I’m a firm believer that constantly trying to get your stuff together can ironically make you fall apart. I think that while you’re in your 20’s you’re allowed to avoid answering questions you don’t want to, such as “what are your plans now?” or “how does a pretty girl like you not have a boyfriend?” or “when am I ever going to get grandchildren?” And I think that “I don’t know, I have other priorities,” is a perfectly acceptable answer that doesn’t need any further explanation. I think your 20’s are for growing as an individual and finding a balance between working to pay the bills that are piling up on the counter and eating Oreos & peanut butter in your jammies, watching Arthur all day. Your 20’s are for figuring out what you want in life, because let’s face it, very few of us actually have that planned out at 17. Your 20’s are for exploring and discovering. And who knows, maybe tomorrow I’ll discover that all of this pish-posh means absolutely nothing. But that’s what your 20’s are for, right?