yeah, the past 10 years post-graduation have more or less been supposedly "progressing" and acquiring "professional capital" and "experience" but really wandering through life trying to figure out who the fuck I really am and what the fuck I'm really doing in life while grinding through adult functional monotony... and honestly not really getting much further now than I was back then.

Or, in the eloquent words of David Foster Wallace, I'd really rather not go through the past 8 years already knowing:

"how to keep from going through your comfortable, prosperous, respectable adult life dead, unconscious, a slave to your head and to your natural default setting of being uniquely, completely, imperially alone day in and day out. That may sound like hyperbole, or abstract nonsense. Let’s get concrete. The plain fact is that you graduating seniors do not yet have any clue what “day in day out” really means. There happen to be whole, large parts of adult American life that nobody talks about in commencement speeches. One such part involves boredom, routine and petty frustration. The parents and older folks here will know all too well what I’m talking about."