I've had this weird fascination for a while now, living to 105. And while it may be that I really don't like the idea of dying, longevity is really only part of the point. I want to live a long, good life. I've seen tons of people who live (seemingly)forever, but do it at the end of a tube. I don't want that. I want to be like the lady that I used to transport on occasion who lived by herself, independent, until she died at 104.
Of course, I think I decided that I want to live to be 105 because I don't want to lose to some little old lady.
I'm getting ready to cross the line of 30 years in about 6 weeks. I can't wait. I see things geting better as time goes by. Before I'm 35 I'll have finished school, my son will be old enough to hold a conversation and my wife and I will have started buying our home. I'd also like to be looking at adopting a child/some children at this point as well. Life is a thing that grows.
In 25 years, I'd like to be getting ready to start a business that I can "retire" with (because we both know that I'll never really retire), and watch my children begin to start their own lives. I want to go places with my wife, maybe Thailand for a few months, because we can. And Grandchildren would be great fun as well.
That would be a good half way point.
Recent Comments