This is so Undeveloped

Lately as in the past month or so, I've been thinking. Probably more of wondering than straight thoughts. I've always felt some importance about me (not in an egotistical way). It might be due to my ever supportive and encouraging parents or a divine calling (or both), but I've always felt the need to do something important. I've probably spent most of my life determining what "important" means. I've never been one to want popularity or fame, so I've always looked for the small interaction that leaves the largest impact. I feel like I should be the one who helps someone cure cancer that doesn't get the media attention. Maybe someone who teaches a student that grows up to be a ethical world leader. The small things that no one will notice but will notice the outcome. I've grown up with educators and not because I went to school for 17 years of my life, but because my parents are teachers. I don't know if I find comfort in education because of this or if I feel drawn to it naturally and spiritually. I love learning. I love helping. But, do I want to teach? It seems the most logical choice for me at the moment. Yes it involves more schooling, potentially a PhD (to become a professor). While deciding between level of education is tough so is deciding between a M. Ed. and a PhD. On top of that would be deciding which school to take this adventure at. In the end will I truly want to teach or will I find another endeavor to pursue? The questions keep coming but I have yet to find answers. I've had many questions since graduation over a year ago and very few answers to them.

I'm really enjoying Wilco's new album and I thought I would give yall some lyrics from one of the songs!

"We belonged to a bird
Who cast his shadow on this world
You were a blessing and I was a curse
I did my best not to make things worse, for you
It isn't true

I always knew this would be our fate
This is what happens when we separate
This is what happens to all dead weight, eventually

We may as well be made of stone
We can't be formed

One Wing will never fly
Neither yours nor mine
I fear we can only wave goodbye

One wing will never ever fly
Neither yours nor mine
I fear we can only wave goodbye

One wing will never ever fly dear
Nether yours nor mine
I fear we can only wave goodbye"

-One Wing by Wilco from Wilco (The Album)