Topix Underground

It's nice to be up in the middle of the night with nowhere to go tomorrow. It's quiet. This is a peculiar age. It gets to a point where half or more of the people you know are dead and you're standing in the same line they were in. I've been speculating about that a lot lately. Too much time trapped in the cabin thinking about things. I hope things go the way I have it scripted in my head. We both stay healthy, I die first, not any time soon and at home. And then my wife lives with my daughter. Sounds like a damn fine plan but with a lot of really heavy wild cards.

The prefered method of addressing the matter of aging on the Italian side of my family is to do no doctoring, take no pills. Just live until you die. It's been a mixed bag. At the end of the day, this kind of thing is all that matters. Everything material becomes a burden to a greater or lesser degree. We're all reasonably healthy but that can change in a heartbeat and have catastrophic effects. It' that stage of life where the risk of that is becoming increasingly elevated.

Pretty much 80% of everything we own could be sold, given away or thrown out - mostly thrown out - and the results would be entirely positive. Nothing stacked up in a basement or barn is looking necessary these days. It's just more junk that has to be dealt with. I guess the goal is to make life less complicated to make room for new complications. I'd like to squeeze in 10 more years of work.

I had a similar plan, coasting into the grave,  my ex had different ideas. I wish you good luck with yours!

But it has prompted me to think about the next chapter and the old temptation to pick up and go is growing.