A couple days ago, I was cruising down the road after a hike with the windows down, blasting my favorite music, without a care in the world. I was really feeling myself, singing along and enjoying my car. As the road flattened out, a stretch of highway connected one major mountain incline to another. Maybe a mile of open road. The speed limit was 50, yet I was easily going 60. As I traveled down this road, I saw an intersection way out in the distance. There was warning lights that flashed to prepare you to slow down, but they weren't on, so I continued my pace. I kept my eye on the light, prepared to stomp on the brakes if need be. Yet the light stayed solid. The moment I came to the intersection, I stared death right in the face. A large moving truck had blown the red light at the opposing intersection, and came barreling through but a moment before I crossed the white line. I couldn't have missed him by more than 7 feet. I immediately pulled over and had a panic attack on the side of the road. Had I increased my speed by a few miles an hour, or taken a corner any quicker, I would be dead right now. I would be forgotten after a few years by society, and my family would only remember me by photos and maybe a few of my possessions. As generic as my story sounds, it really did take a life threatening event to slap me in the face and put into perspective how monotonous my life is. I wake up, go to school, go to work, study, and basically do the same thing the next day. Maybe on the weekend I will go on a hike (like that day), or go out to lunch with some buddies, but that is a rare occasion. If my life were to end at this exact moment, I would have died unfulfilled. I would pass having accomplished nothing. My life goal for the longest time has been to invest in real estate and make passive income. I understand the strategy and the opportunity, and I am positive that if I dedicated my life to entrepreneurship and real estate, I could make SO much money, possibly millions, and I don't say that as a bragging right or in jest. But every time I think of that future, I feel hollow. I could make money, but a life where I work and do nothing else sounds like hell. Entrepreneurship sounds so isolating and lonely. I would be bound to one town, with no friends. I have recently been reconsidering my whole outlook on life and my future, and have been so overwhelmed that it has consumed me for the past few days. I look back at my life, and the times I had the most fun were where I simply dicked around with my friends. Those late nights in the city, getting into mischief and just hanging out. My friends/family give me more fulfillment then any materialistic thing. Also all the travel I have done. Seeing new countries, and spending time with the ones I love. Those two categories of my life I can't forsake for money. So I guess my question for you people who have had more life experience is this: How do you live your life to the fullest? How did you find a balance between work and every other aspect? Everybody wants money AND healthy relationships, but as a high school student it seems impossible to get either at this moment. I don't want to settle for a mediocre life. I want to be able to look back when I'm old and grey, and be proud of my experiences and legacy. I understand my question is extremely open ended. Maybe share your life story, or any experience? Or any other advice. I am overwhelmed and looking for answers, and I appreciate anything you have to say. Thanks nofap army!