70's kids

People born in the 70's, like myself, seem to be stuck at crossroads.

The decision of carrying on in a mundane job and get more and more jaded or cut the losses and get da hell outta it and doing something meaningful is a daunting decision? Which path to choose?
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But then again, for me, its getting tougher. I really dont know which road to take and the traffic lights are turning green. I have to move or else i will be trampled over. I am trampled all over and still am being trampled. I dont know where to move and the moving traffic is getting faster and faster. I cannot catch up. I feel like i m sinking. Missing one junction, not crossing a road, leads to downfall. Its not even stagnation. I have moved, but in the wrong direction. I have been moving backwards cz that's the flow of the traffic. I am on the wrong side of the road. I am being dragged down.
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I have just picked myself up and am gearing myself to brave through the crowded roads. Its not impossible. It takes a lot "do"ing and not so much of thinking. Getting up and doing rather sitting around thinking but doing nothing. Its an uphill task as i have been dragged down to the valleys. It takes lotsa grit and courage to take the 1st step by standing up, feeling my feet on the ground from such a long hiatus, it was unnerving and very unsettling. I treaded carefully with baby steps, but many a times, the traffic zoomed passed me causing me to freeze and turn back. Back to doom.
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Where am i nw?
I dont konw.