Time for Change
Being in one’s forties is turning out to be pretty interesting. It’s a time of embracing change, even initiating it. This is the time when my hedonistic friends are turning to yoga and spirituality. The prudes are learning to live a little, joining belly dancing and salsa classes, sipping some wine occasionally and trying to loosen up. The secadas are becoming ants, and vice versa. That is, the carefree ones are hiring financial consultants to teach them how to improve their financial health, save for a rainy day and so on. The ones who had planned for a rainy day, in the meantime, have learnt that life has scant respect for your plans and waiting to live after retirement is silly because who knows whether you will still be around to see that day. So the straight-as-an-arrow ones are embracing their wild side, kicking up secure corporate jobs, listening to their heart which tells them to write that book, teach underprivileged kids, open that café, etc. This is also the t...