I am almost 29.
I have a good job, and gotten plenty of recognition for what I’d call my career. I have all the physical possessions that I will ever need or want. I’ve run a few marathons, given a graduation speech, taught a college course, traveled more than most, lived in a few countries and have gotten to do pretty much whatever I set my mind to. I am training for an Ironman, because it seemed like something one should do in their 20s. I am healthy, moderately hansom and really can’t complain about anything at all. Most people who I love are alive and well. And my cat is cooler than your dog.
I’ve found nothing but good fortune in my life. But I haven’t found myself.
I am almost 29.
And for the first time, will make the time, to find myself.

Good luck man. I’m pretty sure that’s why there are mid life crisis’s. No point in rushing it.