The Morning After

Well, I feel like a balloon that all the air has been let out-deflated-I don't know if it's the sugar crash from too much B'Day cake-I finished off the icing for breakfast (it's my cake, I'll scrape off all the icing and eat it if I wanna) or if it's the realization that with another Birthday-  that I'm a year older,  or maybe I'm starting some kind of mid-life crisis. I feel like I'm 18 again, and I don't know what I want to do with my life. I have worked so hard for the past 5 years to make a go of my company, and when I am finally seeing it become what I always wanted-now I don't want it. WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME? I used to love helping people-and I have helped alot of people, but now instead of wanting to help them , I just want to be left alone. Waaaa  Waaaa Waaaa stop whining like a baby.