Almost Old

 I have one more day until I am officially old in the eyes of the government. On December 1, I start Medicare. I used to think that I would feel bad getting old, but when I see what the world has to offer, I am at peace with it. It feels like when you are in a crowd and someone yells, "move along, move along". Along with Medicare comes peace of mind. I do not have to worry about healthcare. I do not have to worry about getting fired from a job. No more resumes. No more time crunches. It's just me. Floating along on my own schedule, not giving a damn.