As I retire I miss the spontaneity but I need to recharge as I don’t have the anchor of youth on my side how did I get old as I am called? The alarm of the years that have gone by as a flash how I appear here with wrinkles on my face and grey hair? The welcoming of a different age as I exit the rat race and the happening of the world I am present a conclusion of one phase into another has been made. I have paid my dues to society so owed this passport to be welcomed a belonging of exploration of this time and to reflect on the past.
Now I have the completeness of life and journies made but also to make as I plant myself travel to explore and exit from the chaos of before I am able to follow my footsteps into this age and explore the joy of what life may be – youth is within me still.