In preparation for tommorrow's 2nd round comprehension exam in my masters degree I've been reviewing about abnormal patterns of functioning. The very thing that struck me most is from Suicide Chapter where story told of an old woman who commited suicide and left a note that said "You don't know what it is like to have to grow old and die." She might have asked how come nobody have told her and warned her how growing old is like?
At the onset of 30 years old, I have undeniably develop this skill on planning. Part of it is the picture of an old me. I am making sure it's pretty achievable. Number one is health equal to my wealth. Two, a partner I could converse with even 24 hours a day. Three, to have a life insurance and seeing my kids settling down with their own family.
Being able to splurge into shopping, tour around the world, blah blah would just be a bonus.
Lastly, I want to be someone that the younger generations could look up to. Like living up to my last minute with lights shining upon others and not a hussle to them.
Bow.
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