Retired

I woke up one morning and realized that I’d done the exact same thing for 30 years.

I got up, ate breakfast, took a shower, and brushed my teeth.

I have a trail in the house to prove it.

I argued with the same person only to realize that they too did the exact same thing for 30 years.

I even noticed that I’d seen the same political figures on local and national TV and entertainers whether they were dead or alive for over 30 years.

The entire world seemed to be coming to an end on the same news network and my kids were doing the same dumb things that I did at their age.

I heard the same thing over and over again on the same radio stations.

I found myself in the same debt cycles having the same conversations with the same business people and crossing paths with the same female friends even years later.

The most amazing thing about this revelation is to me I may never die, but to you I will. To me I won’t get to read my obituary, but someone else will.

My simple bucket list once I decide to call it quits is to stay in a room and watch and read everything that I missed in the past thirty years so keep those movies and books coming even the old ones because even if I don’t make it, who knows, somewhere in time I could be doing the same old thing retired and not even know that I’m dead.

Sitting in the same spot, I got up and sat in it again. My entire frame is embedded in the cushion.

Retired