Four years out of college seems like a Sunday afternoon nap. It lingers and occasionally it jolts you awake in the middle of it. But mostly, it's as if your newfound time in the real world is flipping around like a chaotic REM cycle.
Shortly after turning 23, I made an ill-fated move to Glasgow, Scotland for graduate school. I didn't know anyone in Glasgow nor had I ever visited Scotland. Still, I took a chance in fall 2011 and went.