WhatamIsupposedtodowithmylife?Shouldn’tIbedoingsomething…well…more?Thesequesdons haunt everyotie from time to time.Personallyj I can’t coUnt the number of times my acquaintances and I have batted this philosophical shuttlecock around a conversational circle.More often than not,the diSCUSSion gets bogged down in the seerningly immiscible oil—and—water struggle between the“idealists”, who are sure anything js possible if you just bel,eVe,and the“realists”who claim山at between taxes, child一rearing and battles over tenure and seniority there simply isn’t time for belief in the promise that“your check is in the mail,”let alone anything more esoteric like liVing the life of your dreams.