Is work life better than college?
I’ve been working full-time for over a year now. The answer is complicated.
I still remember being dropped off for my first official night at college.
Don’t you?

Looking back, I’m immediately filled with overwhelming feelings of nostalgia, longing, and in some ways, grief. I miss being that wide eyed kid entering into a world made of everything new — knowing anything and everything was possible and within my reach.
In many ways, I still feel that way. I’m only 23 after all — my life is barely getting started. And what I don’t immediately think about when I look fondly back at my college years are all the times I slammed my head into my desk in frustration, the 72-hour straight caffeine-fueled rushes to finish final projects, and the times I froze in deep fear while taking an exam because I didn’t know how to answer any of the questions.
More freedom?
I have a lot more of what I didn’t have back then: Time and money. Last year, I went to Spain in the middle of the October with 2 of my close friends. This year, I’m spending a month with my family in another state while working from home.
Much of this freedom comes from the fact that I work a hybrid job with great flexibility, benefits, and time off. But even with this, I don’t get those long, three month summers anymore. My friends don’t live down the hall anymore and they all, too, have their own full time jobs. I have to carefully plan out my vacations each year. And while I used to occasionally sleep in and skip class with little to no consequences, that’s just not going to fly with work.
Time management is crucial. Once you start consistently working a full time, 8 hour/day job, you learn pretty quickly that you need a routine, and you need to stick to it.
Otherwise, you’ll start to lose somewhere: in sleep, eating habits, relationships … and you’ll very quickly become drained, both mentally and physically.
Long gone are the days when I could stay out late on a weekday because I had no classes the next day.
I wake up and go to bed at the same time every day during the week. And most of the time now, I use weekends to recharge and catch up on sleep.
Plus, with more income comes increasing responsibility. I’ve got to pay rent, electricity, wifi, and worst of all… student loans.

I don’t really have much else to say on that note, other than the fact that I do love my current apartment way more than I loved any dorm I had.
I love the working life.
Do I miss college? Of course I do. If I can help it, I’m also not trying to go back anytime soon.
