The Question Remains: Who am I today?

No matter what changes in my life there is always that desperate want for something better. A better education, a better way of thinking, a better job, a better... life? I am not comfortable with anything for too long. As you can imagine, this is potentially problematic, and often leads to bouts of deep insomnia that I can't shake even when I'm both physically and mentally exhausted. I think too much. When I'm not comfortable, I sit and think. I lie there in my bed, hands behind my head, and just ponder where to go next. This kind of occurrence is on and off for me, but I must admit, it hasn't been quite this bad since high school. In high school I thought mostly about worldly things like how fucked up the world was, people dying every day for a war we shouldn't have started, and just about the community I lived in and how selfish people could be sometimes. I admit, it was a little over the top and super philosophical some days, and lead me to assume things about society that may have been faulty. Now, however, I find myself in a position where I think deeply about personal issues. I wonder who I am and where I am going. My perception of myself and my thoughts on life seem to change almost daily. I wonder "who am I today?" and "where do I want to be in 5 years?". I wouldn't call it a struggle but rather a necessity. Since joining the USC family, life has been moving so fast. I already have to try and figure out who I want to be in the future, what career I want to hold, and how to get there. I have to consider the possibilities of raising a family one day, and the affect my chosen career path will have on my future family. I have to think about my interactions with the people I care about, with new acquaintances, with potential employers, and strangers. I find myself thinking about and rethinking about my daily interactions with people. What impression did I make? Like I said, I haven't thought about things this much since high school. But I do think that trying to figure myself out is a wonderful thing, and that the process is never truly complete. I suppose that's the beauty of it. We never really stop learning about ourselves, no matter how much we reflect on our lives.