The Return to Onlineland

Hello!
I have been in a shed for just over 5 weeks! Not just a shed though, a shed cramped with gardening equipment and lots of my stuff which, unsurprisingly, was disorganized and all over the floor/surfaces. This made for troublesome navigation in the dark, and the dark was a prominent feature of the shed as all the windows were blacked out for continuity sake. But now that it's all over (and I mean everything) I find myself almost missing the gloom of the one spotlight, the burr of radio 1 and the comforting wiff of plasticine. It's time to move on and hopefully up! Degree is over and I now have to figure out what to do with myself. I suppose, if I were the pollyannaish type I would proclaim the world is my oyster, and run off into the dawn, arms flung wide ready to embrace the world. however I am far too sensible to have such optimistic fantasies and shall continue sculling above the waves of doom which are lapping round my neck whispering questions such as 'what exactly are you planning on doing with the rest of your life?'