For most of my life I primarily chased stability and security. Basically, good grades => good college => good job => good life. I followed this path and while there were some detours along the way I feel like I finally reached the level of stability I had been striving for. I’m not in the 1% or even 20% but for me it feels like I’m in a good situation. It’s not worrying about having enough money for food/rent each month, relatively good health, and some savings for the future and in case of emergency. I have come to a point where I’m asking what’s next and this is where I’m not sure. I'm someone who likes instead of loves so while I have some interests/hobbies I can’t say I have real passions or things that drive me.

Life now feels a little like auto-pilot and while it’s nice to be steady, it’s also a bit boring. I feel myself becoming a little restless and wondering if this is my life for the foreseeable future. First-world problems for sure and it feels wrong to complain about being in a good situation but that’s where I find myself. I’ve never really had to give much thought to what I actually want out of life because I was doing the things I needed to do for stability. Now that I have room to deviate a little I have no idea what I want or what makes me happy. Is this the point in people’s lives when they jump head first into a hobby like golf or crochet to distract themselves? Maybe it’s when they start taking trips into the wilderness to “find themselves”? I don’t know what my next steps are so I might just sit here and type out my thoughts to no one until I figure it out. Thanks for listening.