What next

The cloudy day outside doesn't help much. Now I am torn between to wait and see what happen next or to quit and venture into something new; but then again, to quit now would be so unfair to me. If I am to venture into something new, I am too old to start from scratch. Now the question left would be to leave or to stay. I picture myself as something floating on a vast ocean without any land in sight with the horizon so far away.