I'm just so tired. Like, I stare at this painting of a forest in my office, and all I can think about is my dad, retired now, probably out hiking somewhere, and how I SHOULD have gone that way. Instead I'm here, billable hours piling up, and my kid's getting older and I feel like I MISSED it. We tell ourselves we're doing the "right" thing, chasing the money, but what if it's just... a big trick? What if it's all just a waste.