**I'm thinking of you, white-haired youth**



> *Old age is a shipwreck.***Charles de Gaulle's**


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In our poor little house in the country one cool morning I wake up to the pungent smell of freshly ground coffee, it being my wife's habit to make coffee in the morning, we both sit on chairs by the crackling fire in the rusty stove.

We've had this habit for years of spending our mornings together sipping coffee and reminiscing about how we were 30 years ago, gosh, what a time, now we're just a bunch of snowflake-haired retirees.

Another habit of mine that I have had for years is that I keep a daily diary, I have never failed to write down my thoughts, achievements, troubles of the day that was about to end in the evening before bed, despite the fact that before retirement I had a very demanding job.

I worked for 40 years in a corporation with majority foreign capital, here I was subject to strict rules, in the morning we had to arrive before the start of working hours and scan in and I was automatically registered in the system, when I came and when I left, so now I wrote above this is what I did for 40 years, now in my old age sometimes with my wife, sometimes alone, I read the lines written then in my diary with much bitterness, thinking if I made the best decisions in life.

And now I remember, how in the morning I used to run to catch the 22 tram, and how I used to take my coffee in a hurry and sometimes I didn't even get to drink it because I was in a hurry and I would spill it on the floor, at work I didn't have a coffee machine, and then all day long I was depressed and I couldn't even perform well, I used to argue with my bosses, I used to argue with my colleagues and that's how the time came for me to retire from working life and retire.


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Age doesn't bother me, the years have passed quickly, my mind hasn't left me yet, life is beautiful even at a hundred years old, someone said that age is just a number, besides all this age can be monotonous, when I was active everyone was looking for me, I was the happiest man on the planet when I celebrated my birthday, my mobile phone was jammed with messages from friends when I was in the winter holidays, but now at a hundred years old only the postman opens the door when he brings my pension.

When I still read the lines written in the diary I sometimes laugh, how I thought that the job I had was my destiny and that I was made for it, I tried to be the perfect employee, but after years I realized that I was actually just an employee working for the boss, he was building a financial empire on my back and after 40 years I was still in the same poor house.

Here in my village we have a saying, *"He who works every day has no time to make money".*

As for the possibility of living to 100, my opinion is divided, part of me says yes, I would like to live as long as possible, because I like life as it is, I have some dear people that I find it very hard to part with, and parting with them would be very painful, I have a few hobbies that keep me in shape, and the other part of me says, no, 100 years is too much, you're an old man with white hair that barely moves, even though I'm clear headed I'm dependent on others, I've never liked being a millstone for others.

In conclusion, whether I am 100 years old with a clear mind or I have the body of 30 years ago, the most important thing for me is "Gratitude", it can be the shield of the soul and the body, instead I try every day to run away from old age and it keeps catching up with me, it gives me no peace.


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