I imagine Glurg the caveman or Krurga his woman sitting around asking the same question.
That's the frightening part of life...the next step. Change is scary, sure, and this place (metaphorical or literal), with all of its problems and so on, is at least familiar. "What's next" is uncertain.
I don't know what's next for either of us. It bothers me, and I try not to let it. For all my blather and bullshit about "everything will be just fine" and "whatever happens, happens", I'd feel better if I knew what might happen.
I want both of us to be happy. Beyond that, I'm clueless.
Do you have a clue I can borrow? Please?
(By the way, when I'm writing heavy stuff, it always amuses me to see the examples they use for labels for the post....scooters, vacation, fall.)
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