Sometimes I wonder what I’m doing. I’m 38 years old. I don’t have a wife and children. I don’t own a house or a car. I don’t even have much of a job (at least in terms of a career).
To be honest, I’m not even sure that I want those things. They simply pass through my mind every now and again.
But I have to admit that they seem to be coming more and more the older that I get.
Before I continue, let me explain what I’ve been up to first.