in any case, it should be extremely satisfying to have retired at, say 55, and sit upon the amassed finances of my current self, perhaps not amounting to enough to buy a mansion or a single flying fsck to give at that point, but hopefully enough to fly around the world and visit all the sights, cultures,
and, of course, the thing i will look forward to most is when everything that i am criticised of at this moment magically becomes endearing in my old age. misanthropy? aww, that cute old man who keeps to himself down the street. he's probably just lonely, poor thing. frugality? that man is so wise to live a moderate life at his age. reticence? again, wild old guy who probably has the experience of ages (ha! you wish). being a creep and
and not having to work... man, i cannot believe how naive i was to have finished my studies and hoped to get into the work-force to change the world. change. the. world. holy crap, how was i ever that gullible. mate, you just want to have a job so you can put food on the table, then go home and pay your internet bills. seriously, your working weekends or after hours isn't going to change jack. maybe consider getting a hobby or masturbating less.
anyway, old age, come for me soon. your humble servant awaits!