there's got to be more to life.

I guess i could speculate at what my life would be if it all turned out differently.

For one thing, i'm afraid that i'm losing the friends I've made. But that just means i need to work harder at it.

Is life really about earning money and spending that cash. A viscious cycle ofprofit and deficit. I question my purpose for pushingmyself so hard.

I agree that i'm lucky to have everything at my whim and fancy. I'm blessed with health and happiness. And even though I'm been given all these wonders. I always nit pick the fault and criticise my life for what others have is far greater than compare. Is that fair?

I feel that i left my topic sentence in the trash. That my life has no more order. That I'm coming of age but not comingof independence and ability to stand on my own.

I need to dig deep.