Do you ever stop and ask yourself if you're happy? Do you ever stop and ask yourself if your life is what you wanted it to be? I used to ask myself those kinds of questions all the time, but honestly, I had not introspected in a long time. Then, the other day, I watched The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. Something about that movie made me take stock of my life up to now. Am I happy? Am I content? Do I yearn for more? The truth is -- and yes, I will quote the great Pink Floyd -- over the years, I have become comfortably numb. I have a good-paying job, great girlfriend, nice house, yada-yada. And ... that's it. Is that enough? Should I rest on my laurels? Or should I want more? I guess only I can answer those questions for myself. Then my GF asks, "What are your goals for this year?" "Goals???" I thought. I don't have goals. Goals are for kids. I'm a working stiff. I do my portion at the office, try to keep my cholesterol in check, pay my taxes and otherwise stay out of trouble. What's this nonsense about goals? Well, my back hurts. Maybe I'll add to this post later. Feel free to chime in.