Wait, Which Tree?

Things are happening rather quickly, and when I get a chance to breathe, the same questions go through my mind.

Is this right, this path I've taken?
What if I'm chasing the wrong things in life?
Is this what I really want?
Or am I just fooling myself (and doing a damned good job at it)?
What if I'm barking up the wrong tree?

What if my key to happiness was in front of me all this time, those years ago, and I didn't appreciate it for what it was? If I try to go back (when I finally see the light), will it still be there?

In some ways, "it" isn't just an "it"; it's a "they" as in people, places, experiences. I don't want to be a nomad, because it feels like I'm just walking away from the things I want.