I lose my sense of self on a regular basis. I'm 53 and I'm at a point in my life where I'm asking the standard questions. What next? Where am I going? Is this all there is? I try very hard to gain a sense of direction but the day overwhelms me. I am a teacher and when I walk into school, I get bundled by the kids. Questions. Requests. I offer everything and get nothing in return, nothing I can use to define my day. In truth, I have a significant benefit in what I do - my day FLIES by. The days never drag. But in the end, I'm just an empty shell.