When I was growing up, I recall wondering what life would be like at various stages and ages- 13, 16, 18, 21, 25, 30.., maybe even 35 or 40, on many different occasions. In recent years it occurred to me how little thought I gave to life beyond that point; the one in which I find myself at; struggling to discover a sense of purpose & direction after my life grew up on me.
Without any ideas or imaginary scenarios to conjure up from my memory banks, I feel a blank; with out any inspiration, or clue as to what to do or where to go next. Utterly lost!!