The other day I was having a conversation with a casual acquaintance
about his future plans. He is fifty
years old, working and trying to make as much money as possible so he can buy
an apartment or house, and retire. As he explained it, that was it, you work,
you retire, and you wait until your life is over. In the most basic sense I guess that is what
happens. I wanted to
ask what is in between all those things, but I don’t know this person well and
he seemed very clear about the progression of things for him in his life and
not unhappy with the prospects. He was
so matter of fact, and in the big scheme of life that is how it goes, but I
realized he had defined his life. It
made me think about how I define my own life.
I can honestly say my definition does not include working, retiring and dying. Those three topics are in my life, but my
life is more defined by everything that interests me and that I like to do,
what I can learn, what I can create, where I like to be, where I want to
go, what I want to see, who I like to be with, and just being, just enjoying
the moment. How you define your life is a good question to ask
from time to time.
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