Quarter life crisis?

Watched High Fidelity last night. If you've ever seen the movie, it's basically a wandering through the midlife crisis of a record store owner. Kind of an interesting movie, Highs and low. Well written. And since I can't sleep right now, I'm watching it again. Somehow I get the idea I'm going through a similar crisis. In part I want to watch someone else's misery. Even if fictional. In part I want to make a new goal for myself. I have, in the past written things. Some have been published. New goal: get it on paper. Not necessary the story of my sprial into shit, but a fictional version thereof.

Anyhow, I'm going to go make coffee and probably go to work early.