I never thought I would work in a stressful and fast paced environment. But working under such environment is like taking drugs. The more you do it the more you want to do. (Not that I’m a drug addict but I imagine this is how it would feel).

Over conversations I’ve come to realise that I wouldn’t want to change anything though and I imagine going back to a relaxed job would bore the shit outta me.

Another aspect of it being I don’t see myself retiring at 60. I used to claim that I would want to retire by 40 and lead a peaceful life. However, I don’t see myself doing so any longer just because being a couch potato wouldn’t keep me content. I think.

But then to think about it, the way things are heading I believe one can’t even afford to retire by 60. Unlike our parents generation I don’t see us getting any meaningful pension to lead independent “golden years”. And with our desk jobs it shouldn’t be that difficult either.

I recently read somewhere how retirement age came into existence. Apparently a railroad company in West Canada asked how old is too old to drive a rail and the answer came out to 65. Rest of the world has been using this as a benchmark ever since. By the time I’ll be 65 there would be enough jobs where I just have to command and robots would execute it.

To put it mildly working during our declining years would be expected and feasible.

These are just random rambling.