I feel old. I feel useless. Dang, maybe I just feel all stressed out? I think I should have some sort of purpose right now. I'll find it soon. Right? Maybe my purpose is for my son and for Lindsey. I want to make the most of life with my family. I feel like I'm working and working and working and it's getting me nowhere. Masters degree? I'm working on that too. But will that make me feel better about myself? Or am I just spinning my wheels? These wheels need some snow chains or something. Wish I could travel.