Here have a nice steaming plate of reality.
I got back home at 2 am from visiting Dad and Mom for Father's Day. I'm less than 3 years and 6 months away from being 30 and I've come to the realization that contrary to my beliefs of 'you're an adult, get your shit together/in gear'; most adults are working toward that goal for the rest of their lives. Basically, I'm screwed.