You walk to the end of the dock, cast a line and wait for the fish to start biting. You wonder what you might do for a living.
People always said you need to have a lot of money, so you take a job with a large corporation and work sixty hours a week for about ten years before you decide it’s time to start your own company.
You thought your hours would become more flexible, you’d spend more time with your family, but the business demands all of your time and you work more hours than when you were an employee.
Another ten years pass in the blink of an eye and your business grows and requires more of your time and your stress level is higher than you expected it to be.
You hire people to help run the business, but you’re accustomed to having control and though your hours decrease slightly, your stress continues and you have a difficult time relaxing.
You buy a Porsche and a home with much more space than your family needs, thinking the car and the cavernous home will ease your mind on the nights and weekends.
Ten more years elapse and though you love your family, you’re on the verge of going mad.
When your youngest graduates from college, you sell the business, the Porsche, and the big house and rent a small apartment near a small lake with your spouse.
You walk to the end of the dock, cast a line and wait for the fish to start biting. You wonder how much living you have left.