Pasteurized

Retirement blues you ask? nothing of the sordid sort for me. my life, a twilight zone of new cause and effect with no outer limits of things to do---no negative schisms of a bored being waiting to cash it in, kick the bucket, roll over. loneliness? a state of mindless critiques of forgone measures of no importance- toddler steps toward ever existing Fun. ageful wisdoms of calm bearing, a rediscovered sense of peaceful purpose. I've paid my past emo debts and made reasonable restitutions to those wronged. Now is my place of impermeant residence, Then was just a house of cards. Let the party begin.