I’ve been wearing a lot of black lately. It could be the change of seasons, and that I’m mourning the six-month departure of summer in Ottawa. Or it could be that black is just the easiest to wear. These past few months have been amongst the weirdest time of my life. Being almost 25, done my Bachelors, but hanging in limbo between this weird post-undergrad funk and the next step in my education — takes a toll on you. It was one thing being fresh out of undergrad, surrounded by friends that didn’t have “real jobs” yet. But its totally new territory when everyone around you has a career, are getting…