As of 2017, the life expectancy of a male living in the United States is 77 years old. I recently turned 28, which means I have I lived 36% of my theoretical lifespan. So far I’ve followed the expected path; I got great grades in elementary and high school to get me into college, I graduated college with a BS and an MS in engineering, and I got a decent paying job right after I graduated. That’s the “American Dream,” right? I wish satisfaction was that simple, because I can’t help but feel like I’m running late to the party of success.