Quarter life crisis

So really,
What is the right way to live?
And is there?
The wise man said
Breathe deeply, walk lightly, smile gently
Take a moment to take the moment
You can't hold water, so watch it
But what about
Live fully, love passionately, laugh loudly
Etched into delirious memory
For revisits and revisions
At storytime when sixty

The little moments constitute
A larger scheme of things
Maybe cancelled lunch plans
Don't really matter, in the face of
I want to be a neurosurgeon
Or to finish writing that post
I've said that for a year
Should I do what I want
Or should I do what is right
Atleast for right now
'Cos they say I have plenty of time