I have been working in an office for over 30 years and now my retirement is drawing near. I am in some sort of confusion as to what I should do in the next phase of my life.
It has hit me that I will have less money than I am used to (I will be earning some pension just enough for survival) though my bigger problem is whether I will not lose my head doing so little as I am used to decades of being busy.
About 25 years ago, I met a man in the CBD who was holding a newspaper, was in a suit and tie and after a few words with him, it was clear he was on his way to nowhere.
At 11 in the morning, he wanted us to have a coffee and a chat, and when this was not possible, he offered to walk me to my office.