What's going to happen?

I sure wonder what the next few months hold. I try to focus on the here-and-now, but sometimes I just can't help but think about it. I feel like I'm speeding down a road with a blindfold on, knowing there's going to be a sharp turn or drop off somewhere up ahead, but I'm not sure where it is and I cannot see where I'm going in order to avoid it. That's the anxiety side of me kicking in, I think.

A friend told me the other day that I was going interview-happy because I've had one nearly every week since May. Yeah, I guess I am, but I'm doing it because I'm clueless about what's going to happen come August 15th, and I don't want to leave any doors unclosed.

My preference is to stay around here and find a job working with anyone from 0-115 years of age.
I just don't want to leave the people I've grown to love here! Then I feel guilty because I love my family very much, but I don't really want to move closer to where they are. My reasons aren't because I wouldn't like to have them nearby, but because the southern part of this state is just...lifeless and draining. I don't know how else to describe it. Drive through sometime and see for yourself. It's in the atmosphere or something.

I feel like a little, helpless girl right now--looking to Dad for answers but not understanding the reply. I sure hope His will would be revealed soon. Graduation is one month away.
I wonder what's going to happen after that...