When I grow up...

I am a soon to be college grad. The proof is in the pudding (I filled my grad check today). As of today, I still don't know "what I want to be when I grow up."
When I was younger, I had a hundred different answers to that age old question. One day I wanted to be an author. The next a fashion designer or a magazine publisher or a bookstore owner.
I guess I have always seen my life as something with infinite possibilities.  I truly believe that I can do anything that I want (within reason).
Because there are so many different jobs and places where I could end up, I don't really know what I want to do. 
This is what I do know. I know that I need a job where I can be creative and utilize my organizational skills. I know that I don't want to work in a boring office job as a receptionist. I know that I enjoy learning, so I love any job that is constantly teaching me new things. I know that one day I will figure it all out. It won't be today. It won't be tomorrow. It probably won't even be this year. However, one day, I will know.