What are you doing with your life? What do you intend to do with your life? What are your plans? What are your aims? Where do you see yourself in five years? Why are you doing this and not that? Why would you want to do that? Why don’t you do this? Aren’t you wasting time? What are you looking for?
Like Rachel in the first season of Friends, I don’t have any beans.
If I did, I wouldn’t be sitting here. Feeling floopy. If I had a plan, I would have let you in on the secret. Better yet, I would be out there “doing” it and making life un-floopy.
For now, all I know is that I don’t know. What or how or when or where or why or why not – nothing! I just have ideas, mixed in with lots of vagueness and indecision and doubts and questions. I just know that I’m ordinary, your below-average Joe; a nameless, faceless avatar of a nobody.
Or, so far anyway.