I am a jar of peanut butter...

My horoscope today said "Going nuts is only a plus if your a jar of peanut butter". I read that after spending 3 hours this morning in bed staring at the ceiling recalling all the stupid things I've said or done, all the comments that could be taken as put downs, all the crap dribbling in my brain I normally shut down. One of my realizations this morning is that my life seems to be one long journey from crossroad to crossroad, always facing some other huge philosophical/ethical/esoteric BS question that will ultimately define who I am, what the world is and WHAT THE HECK I AM DOING HERE...