When I first started this website, much of my writing focused around the dreams, fears and habits of the Millennial – the late teen to early thirty-something who, amongst many other things, typically operates “faster” than his or her predecessors when it comes to both work and play. And even though I’ve tried to bring some focus to the direction of my blog over the past few months, I’m always drawn back to topics of who we are as an age group and what it means to be a twenty-something year old at a time like this. It’s not every day “here’s my new outfit,” sha.

The idea of the “three-month” itch came to me as I was sitting alone in my office at work about a week ago. It was the middle of the day, and I had just decided after too many minutes of scrolling through Twitter and Instagram that I should probably close my browser and do some work or face being a lawyer with no job in the future. The reason for this epic procrastination, I think, was that I was itching for something that morning but I couldn’t quite put my finger on what. And despite my best efforts to forget that thing (whatever it is) and get on with “life”(wake, eat, work, eat, sleep, repeat), I couldn’t shake that weird itchy feeling that I was missing something. Or that something was missing from me.

And then, instead of resuming said “some work”, I started (over)thinking about how this year – my first year of legal training – has come and gone so frighteningly quickly. Am I happy with where I am now and where I’m going and everything I’m doing and why I’m doing those things? If not, what’s got to change? And then I realised just how often it is that I (and I’m sure “we”, as a generation)  have had this conversation with myself. Last time was back in September, and then before that in June/July (not helped by the fact that I couldn’t walk for most of the summer), and then before that in March (around the time of my 25th birthday – go figure). Three months. Three-month “itch”.

As much as I LOVE to talk about where our generation is going as a whole and all of the amazing things my peers are learning and creating and launching, I’m thankful that I’m slowly learning to tell my brain to shut the eff up and just get on with running my own race. But that new found wisdom (thank you, Chad Veach slash Jesus) doesn’t always stop me from wondering every now and again where I’m going to be this time next year and why the answer will likely be “nowhere” if I continue to insist that pressing the snooze button on my alarm clock more than five times in the morning is acceptable (don’t judge me).

Do any of you get a periodic “itch”? How often does it happen? And how do you get through it?

  • Risum with Ameze

    This is such an interesting blog post which I throughly enjoyed. Yes I can be very guilty of having that itch and overthinking especially as now as in my second semester of my Masters and just overthinking about ‘growing up’ especially as when you see and hear what peers around you want or have done.

    Ameze xxx

    • Thanks as always for reading, Ameze 🙂 glad to hear it’s not just me!


  • Adventuresofstyle

    Yes I’m having the same phase right now too, it’s been about 3 months since I quit my job and started youtubing. Very millenials of me! Don’t know how long this feeling will last but I would say trust your gut when something doesn’t feel right, and listen to it before it turns into an tough quarter life crisis! All the best =)

    Kind Regards,
    Eliza from Adventures of Style

    • Thanks so much for reading/commenting Eliza! I definitely agree re. trusting your gut (even if everything might seem uncertain to others).

      Best of luck with your new career!