At 30(+) yrs old, I have no responsibilities, nothing physical to bind me to any given place and no love-life to speak of. Some would say that's sad, yet most people envy me for the things I've seen and the places I've been, personally, I've yet to make up my mind ;)

Now, almost 5 years later, at least I have my own place to call home and some of the ties that go with such a thing. I guess you could say, I am content.