choices

 

Realism / Ivan Vladimirov/ Petrograd. Evicted Family

So, being called in for an interview this morning.  The trouble is I am not at all certain about anything.  I want to retire, but I don’t want to retire.  I want to retire to get the fuck out of the work-rat-race.  I don’t want to retire because what the fuck will I do with myself?

These are all odd questions, not becoming for a man of my advanced years.

The idea of work itself isn’t all that bothersome to me.  I am primarily concerned about the non-work, real world situations that we are heading into, seemingly at full speed.  I am getting progressively more convinced that there is something unpleasant on its way (by the pricking of my thumb, something wicked this way comes). 

The suspicions that I am having are not new.  Matter of fact, they are kinda like an old friend.  So I have a heavy discount applied to them because they seem to have been becoming partially true for a long time now.  But the fact that they seem to be coming on stronger lately gives me pause.  

So that is why I am uncertain about the work thing.  Do I cut and run now, and try and figure out just how to ride out the storm with what I have stored away, or do I delay for a while and further build resources to deal with the continuation or possible acceleration of the forty-year downturn that us plebs have had to deal with?