it’s sad to hear people talking about doing all this amazing stuff— travel, buy a lovely house, do their dream hobby— when they retire.
why do we have to be old to live our dreams?
when we’re young we have to go to school, and then straight to work, usually working at things we don’t love or appreciate doing. if only we can change societal values to live life while we are physically and mentally at our best, instead of withering away in gray as we barely grasp onto getting the best experience of life at the end of our rope.
