But in Reality

I went to work out last night and something hit me like a ton of bricks; I'm a has been. It's not something that I didn't already realize, but for some reason my pride kicked in and it upset me a little bit. I feel like a old man. I go to work and fall asleep on the couch when I come home. This is not what I thought adulthood would be like. I figured I would have a "normal" job and I would be in shape and happy and so on and so on. Not even close. I don't love my job. I'm out of shape. I'm not using my degree. I can keep going on but there is no reason. I can make fun of myself so I'm not about to jump off a building or anything. Back in the day, we all had these big dreams of what we wanted to be. We all wanted to be doctors, lawyers, actors, singers etc. Then reality hits and we're left to wonder what happened. I don't really know what I want to do anymore, but I'm trying to figure that out now. Once I do, I'll have to come back and say that I have achieved all my dreams. Until then, I'll just be a has been.