Fifty

I thought I’d had enough of working in the evenings so I asked for a transfer and got it. I like my new post and I like my free evenings. I do almost nothing on them; I even listen to music from time to time —I mean, sitting on the coach and just listen. Time passes by, and that’s fine with me. Urge is gone.

I wonder if you could say I’m coming to terms with my age.

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