In the same vein as the mid-life crisis, we 20-somethings out there have come to realize our own quarter-life crises. While the quarter-life crisis is arguably not as cool as it's mid-life cousin because we generally don't get a brand new convertible out of the deal, it's no less angst-inducing.

We've all seen our friends from high school and college going on to start great things and venture down exciting new paths only to realize that we don't know what the hell we're doing ourselves. Are my comrades from school starting to leave me behind? Am I beginning to languish in this dead- end, yet surprisingly comfortable, job? Why do I feel like I'm the only one that doesn't have his life together? Nobody really knows, but let's talk about it, shall we?