Definitely in it.
Buying my way out of it isn’t something that’s entered my head. (Though now you mention it restoring an old Midget or BGT or something would be fun.)
For me it’s manifested as a questioning of everything. The realisation that I’m perhaps not the person I thought I was, and that I’ve probably been kidding myself about a few things over the years. That things I once liked or felt were important actually aren’t. However, the biggie has been this growing sense of the fragility of everything around me. I’ve led a lucky and charmed life, but things are now starting to get real – illness, elderly parents, losing mates, changing relationships, career questions, money worries… all of that stuff. And it’s all left me feeling a little floaty, dreamy and lethargic tbh. Like I’m disappearing from every day life. I mean, I’m obviously not, that would be weird. But, yeah it’s a weird feeling.
Not a crisis as such. A new perspective on things perhaps?