I occasionally wonder what my life would look like if it had gone 'to plan' (not that I particularly even had one, but you get my drift). Gone to plan in the sense that I could have jumped through all of society's educational and personal hoops, and probably ended up someplace shockingly different to here. Don't they stay that you can spend months, years with your head in what seems like life (but is actually sand), and then one day look up and realise you're someone else entirely? This is articulated far better by E.R. Frank below.