And once you fight tooth and nail to establish yourself with not just a job but a career, you're chastised: What, no kids?
Not having kids, having kids, letting life make the decision for you, regret, desire, the fucking Aniston headlines, it's a lot. They say the unexamined life is not worth living. I'd argue that on the other hand, the over-analyzed life is a suffocating wet blanket. Sometimes you have to just be.
How great would it be to have the time to take a break from worrying about it?