somewhere sometimes in your life where, most if not everyone, will hit that existential wall and start asking questions like,
what am i doing?
why am i here?
why am i doing that?
what's the point of that?
who am i?
what do i want in life?
is my aikido suck or what?
do i want fries with that?
why in the hell did i order double espresso non-fat no-whip with nutmeg?
when you reach that point, you just have to ask someone to kick you in the nuts to restart your existential process or lack thereof.
thank god i stay away from that existential wall like the plague, because i don't like the restart process.