Ever since turning 35 years old I’ve had a nagging feeling that my life had somehow changed. Where once there was wonder and amazement at the simple things in life like a cloudless summer day, or the unspoilt scenery of the countryside, these things stir little inside of me. It takes a lot more to excite me now than a few years ago. I talked to my friends who were the same age as me, and yes they felt the same way. What was it - what’s changed?

We came to conclusion that it was hope we had lost - the hope of a better tomorrow. When we were younger the future was always there and we’d always be young enough to change our lives and change our fortunes. The realisation that we’ve reached and passed the peak of our lives is a shocking one. It’s too late for me now to get that degree and become a lawyer. I’m never going to go to university and then on to become a world famous brain surgeon. Don’t get me wrong, I love my life and I love my family, it’s just that I always thought that one day I’d make the ‘big time’.