This weekend, thanks to my responsible, directed, med-student friend Jane, I found out that there's a clinical term for the aimless aversion to responsibility I (and many of the people I know) are feeling right now. It's called psychosocial moratorium, and it means delaying the onset of "real" adult responsibilities by traveling the world, hanging out at home, living in the woods, etc.
So, the next time someone asks you, "Have you gotten a job yet?" or "What do you want to do with your life?" just reply, "Well, right now I'm spending 1-3 years in my psychosocial moratorium, but I'll let you know as soon as soon as I'm done."