Mid-life crises suck. You question why you got to where you are in the first place, perhaps thinking about all that time and effort doing the things that make up who you really are, and whether or not that time and effort was wasted.
You decide to make changes, perhaps rash and drastic ones.
Most males, by the time they hit age 40 or so, have had some sort of personal crisis along these lines. Heck, I probably have one of these on a monthly basis. Generally speaking I find the consumption of beer and whiskey to be excellent, but temporary solutions.
I read my colleague Adrian Kingsley-Hughes' most recent column
with a great degree of sadness. And it isn't his decision to ditch Windows in favor of the Mac that disturbs me.