are we talking metaphorically here?

I was trying to decide whether to make this a heady post or not. I thought I should just go ahead and get it out of the way...

There are times in a person's life, where you have to sit back and say, "huh? how the hell did I get here?" Well, I'm going through one of those times. When I was younger, I thought that by the time I was 30, I would be completely settled down -- husband, kids, dog -- all the good stuff. So I'm 31. I have a dog. It's not that I'm unhappy with my life, but I occasionally stop and wonder what it would have been like if didn't move to New York, but had married my college sweetheart.

I would still be living in West Virginia. Couple of kids, house, dog, husband. But I wouldn't be me. I know this isn't some amazing revelation, but I'm a completely different person than I was 10 years ago at this time. (God. It's been 10 years since I moved to New York.) I'm happy with me and what I'm doing. As for where I'm going? I have no idea.