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At 64, close to retirement, kids off living their lives, I find I'm spending too much of my plentiful time lamenting where I've come to in life. Always made a good buck, but that's essentially it. No unique skills, talent, athletics, hobbies. Gave up on golf (too damned frustrating) no local friends (we recently moved out of state), work is unrewarding and no real plans or enthusiasm for post-retirement life. May ride the motorcycle a bit once the blast-furnace subsides, but enthusiasm for that has also waned considerably.
A shame really. Retirement is what we look forward to. Now that it's imminent, despite still being relatively healthy, I'm dreading it. Honestly, not looking forward to these last 20 years waiting for the clock to turn. Good to know I'm not alone anyway. Bunch of grouchy old men, we are.
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Mike
“I wouldn’t want to live under the conditions a person could get used to”. -My paternal grandmother having immigrated to America shortly before WWll.
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