I have always loved change. I rearrange furniture on a consistent whim, I constantly go to new places, I have everything from a Bachelor's in Psychology to a valid real estate sales person license, and I have experimented with just about every color of hair dye that is out there. However, I do those things because I want to. None of it has been a necessity, at least not up until this point. I am currently at the crossroads of my adult life. Where is all this coming from? It originated from a single gray hair over a year ago. I had my inevitable realization of my own mortality after discovering it, but I have to be honest, I really did not see this as much of a problem, yet. I had my small heart attack, pulled it out with tweezers, and went on my way. However, pulling the hair apparently angered it and several more grew back in its place. So, I pulled more. This has gone and on. Now, over a year la...