Nothing much said...

... and nothing much to say. Feeling directionless as ever, and lethargic too. Cue comments about the poverty of my diet. Time spent in agreeable company only seems to make the spaces in between seem duller and lonelier, too.

But I'm heartened a little by this quotation from the Careers Service:

My career wasn't planned as such. It was not until over 18 months after graduation that I had an idea as to what I really wanted to do. Sometimes people need 'empty space' to find a path for themselves.

Of course, we don't know how successful this career actually was, but it does suggest that perhaps in the long term of years, as well as the short term of weeks, there's something worth experiencing. It's the medium term of months that's bleakest.