It is possible that retirement shouldn’t be about relaxing. I am coming to believe this. I am sitting here now under an umbrella gazing at palm trees and a rock mountain backdrop and it should be perfect. I used to dream of this on those occasional perfect days at school, but now, I don’t know. I am lacking motivation to do the things that I said that I wanted to do and I am bewildered.
I have heard that some of the motivation comes from having an adversary. That sounds counter-intuitive but it may very well be true. Deadlines are important. The problem with self imposed deadlines is that they are never really respected. It’s almost like the only thing I live for now is meals. Hmm…I’d love to write more…but I am hungry. TTFN.