Can I Have My Lattee & Drink It Too?

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Is it really possible for me to travel the world, live in at least two foreign countries, become a published author, and have a world wind romance? I guess the better question is: can I do them al simultaneously? I know I'm good, but am I really that good?

I'm at a point in my life where I'm really starting to grasp how endless my possibilities are. If I want to spend a semester in London (which I will), it's doable. If I want to spend a summer in Paris (which I DO), that's also doable. I can apply for international internships, or spend whatever free time I can scrounge up (which admittedly isn't much) to write. I can do all of this, but at what cost? Can I maintain my relationship, which is so important to me, while I'm out conquering the world. If not, which am I willing to sacrifice? My boyfriend, my dreams, my mile long list of ambitions. None of the above.

I've been thinking about this a lot lately. Young adults spend so much time listening to older adults tell them to be patient and enjoy our youth. They are always so quick to tell us not to rush things, but now here I am, on my own, with a bunch of unanswerable questions. I may just be too OCD for life, but I need to know the whens, wheres, and hows of everything. It's just the way I am. So when is it the right time to sit down and figure of the logistics of your life? When are we required to have all our ducks in a row?