On the future
Feeling like a caviar tube with only 10% left inside, I’m soon ready to retire for the day.
Retirement of my career on the other hand lies further away; somewhere in the distance; I cannot see it.
I’ve been thinking to add a few more skills just to have a fall back career, just in case, and computers do not have the same appeal to me as they once did, and I’ve laid all my eggs so far in that basket.
Almost.
I have one more basket with a single egg and that’s my forklift license, but that’s probably rotten now, being so long ago and old and all.
I have one more basket with some hands I can paint, but that’s not the type of egg people will pay to see I think.
There is one more basket which is empty: that’s the book I’m about to write; the masterpiece.
That is likely to make me rich, if not I’ve also been thinking about welding. I think that could be fun.