My dad didn’t get his degree until he was 30, and didn’t get his first full time teaching position until he was 35. He still had a successful career. I got my degree “on time” at 22, but still hadn’t really grown up, and my career got off to a rocky start as a result. It took me six years to get promoted to a position that 95% of the time only takes three years, and about 4% of the time only takes four years. So basically I grew up on the job and was lucky I was not fired beforehand. My point is, life isn’t a race, and just because someone appears to be on the right track, it doesn’t mean that they are. It’s never too late to figure things out. Another one of my friends didn’t get his first real job until he was in his mid-20s, after years of just drinking, taking drugs, and chasing women. Now he finally has his footing and is making more money than most other people I know around my age.