I had the distinct feeling of déjà vu while washing the dishes at 11 pm while listening to music and then a very strong memory of me as a teenager being asked what goals I had for adulthood and me answering "If I get to the point where I'm washing dishes while listening to music at 11 pm and the rest of my family is asleep and I am happy, I will consider myself a success."

Teenage me was fucking weird. But he wasn't wrong.