by Jeremy Hendrix
My 35th birthday just passed. I've got a wife, two kids, a mortgage, two cars, three credit cards, an IRA, two education savings accounts, and a 401(k). I've got a bachelor's degree, a master's degree, and I'm working on a Ph.D. What I don't have is the slightest clue what I really want to do with the rest of my life. By all external measures, I'm as grown up as I'm ever going to get, so why do I lay in bed at night with the same fear of the future that crept in when I was 17? During our Sunday afternoon phone calls I resist the urge to ask my dad when he felt "grown up" - either way I'm scared to death of the answer.
Jeremy Hendrix has delusions of quitting his day job. Read more at Non-Addictive Sleep Aid.