Quarter-Life Crisis

I'm feeling... lost. Not... unhappy. Just without identity... or maybe just distanced from life.
I feel like everything is going on around me but I'm not part of it. Hmmm. Even that's not it.
Maybe it's just that everything's going too fast. And my past, such a small blip of history, is haunting me in dreams. Again.
Yup. The Limbo of Youth. I think others around me have similar pits in their stomachs but we just don't talk about it. We just march on without really knowing what's next.
Just came back from Disneyland. Bee's first visit. It was wonderful! But now I have post trip blues mixed with more of the thoughts of the march of time. Ridiculous but true. Bleh.