What am I going to do with my life?

That question has been coming up a lot lately, and I don't know why. Maybe because if I were on track in school right now, I'd be graduating at the end of the semester. I don't know what I am going to do after I graduate! And I currently don't care! It's 1 1/2 years away, so it's extremely unrealistic to have a plan. Certain things in life require some planning; I've learned a little about the benefits of doing a bit of research and planning before traveling somewhere foreign, especially when going by myself (see also, obtaining a visa to visit Turkey). At the same time, trying to formulate a plan of my future never really works - I always end up doing the right things and being in the right places at the right times in my life because I guess I'm open, aware, driven, and intuitive. I love hearing about my friends' plans after graduation, but I can't stand trying to make my own. I mean, currently I don't know where I'm going to live in a month!
Getting settled kind of sucks because I'm now applying for a job around the city, spending time with friends as much as my social meter can handle, about to start class, and commuting back and forth between the city and Marietta. It feels sort of sad and lonely when I'm making the drive away from the city; I don't know how long I'll be able to go before I break down and find a room available or start a lease with someone.
Admittedly, I'm a bit unexcited to be settling down here... it's not as exciting as the first time I moved into the house in Atlanta or when I went dancing for the first time with my new friends in Aalborg. I don't know what it is, but I'm trying not to deny the feelings of general disappointment. I thought I'd blossom after coming home, but I've receded and lost a certain glow that I had in Denmark. I think it's just growing pains and discomforts, but it's disturbing all the same. I don't know if I have any readers, but I'd love some feedback.