I am twenty-one and done. It wasn’t a long road, but rest-assured, it was a tedious one. I received my bachelor’s of arts in Environmental Studies and Planning at the ripe age of twenty. I set out some career paths a month after graduating. I set achievable fitness goals to better prepare myself for said paths. And I am now seeing how it goes. I am nowhere near where I want to be, but I am definitely a few steps closer.
The thing about college is that it in many ways shields you from the big picture. You spend semesters upon semesters thinking about the future, and by the time you’ve got your diploma in your grasp, it’s as though someone has removed this colored veil off of your eyes. It is a little bit terrifying but in many ways liberating. It forces you to explore in different spaces that you’re unaccustomed to.
I remember being in senior seminar and seeing an unreal level of fear and anxiety in most sessions, especially the closer we moved towards graduation day. Everyone wanted roughly the same thing; a stable, well-paying full-time job in the environment field within a month of graduation. When news came out of cuts to state and federal environmental agencies, it was a rather dark time in that class. Our two professors took it head on, exclaiming how yes, it will indeed be hard for some of us to get jobs in the governmental branch. For many of this graduating department, their hearts were set on these sorts of jobs for years. I for one threw around the idea from time to time. Talk mainly transitioned towards the positive response the non-profit sector would have, with jobs likely opening up more and more here.
It was exciting to think of all the things I’d like to possibly do with my degree. There was one month I thought heavily on environmental policy, and another where I considered outdoor education. With so many fresh ideas coming to the forefront, I couldn’t find myself being content with pursuing just one. I had a longing to further my education one day. A PhD sounds nice, but not anytime too soon.
Being a land manager one day would be amazing, but so would being a park ranger. A dream of mine was to be a game warden. It meshed the two worlds I had loved the most; environmental studies and law enforcement.
Now that I have had time to take a breath and consider what it is I trult want to do at this point in my life and early career, I find myself leaning more towards law enforcement. I used to want to be a cop growing up, and I never let that dream go. Academically, nothing peaked my interest more than environmental studies. And if I do continue my education later down the line, I have no doubt that it will be some aspect of environmental studies. It not only fascinates me, but likewise drives me onward. It is a passion, but also a will of its own.
It’s been awhile since I have made an update, so my apologies!