Existential crisis anyone?

I'm having an existential crisis and I'm not sure how to deal with it.  I just wrote a post and promptly deleted it because it made everything seem too real.  I think I'm just going to live to love and to do good things and have that be that.

Thinking about losing the people I care about scares the hell out of me.

I'm also going to go read random science articles until my brain calms down again.  I think a bizarre combination of lack of sleep and going to a wake have all contributed to this.

I want to waltz to this.
You say you don't want to know where this road goes, as you follow its twists and its turns.  But if I'm going to be someone equally free, there are things that I must unlearn. 

And I say its safe to surmise there'll be storms at times, because you're a wind so blustery and cold, and down our cheeks the rain will fall in sheets till the sun, it warms us both.

And the pavement's the drum, and we're waltzing in beat, to the rhythm of the sound of our shoes on the street, and I'll take care of you if you'll take care of me, if you'll take care of me.

You say you don't want to know where this road goes, 'cause you don't want to spoil the surprise.  We will see, oh eventually, where our destination lies.  Where our destination lies.  Where our destination lies. - Ben Gibbard