Fortunately everyone seems to be in the same uncharted waters of "what the hell do I want?" I suppose that's an opportunity of sorts that you can serendipitously crash into someone else who's sailing around blind. Not that those odds are any good.
You can always do what I did: drop the girlfriend and fly around northern Europe drinking and clubbing. I don't think it solves any problems but you feel better for a little while. :-)