Am I following my dreams or have I allowed circumstances to prevent me from getting to the point in life that I desire to be?
Which dreams are they? The ones I had at 20, 30, 40 or 50. They are not the same, circumstances have changed them.
Circumstances have created oportunities, which when taken caused a deviation from my original path (for better or worse).
To deviate is a risk, but I tend to get bored with the status quo after a while. Failure doesn't discorage me, it just means I have to try a new route.
I am happy with what I have and where I am, but that is not where I thought I'd be.