Tuesday, 24 February 2015

Sealing a friendship.

Activity,activity, activity. To worship at the alter of activity is a question everyone with time on their hands must ask.
After living a life of being driven by work, not to have anything to do, in the sense of a routine, we are asked to create a schedule a time table of activity. This time the set of activities have little or no purpose other than to keep us occupied.
I'm not speaking of the altruistic service one can offer the community which many find satisfying or the realm of hobbies to take up now the time is available. When one had proper work to do the day starts with with an energy, a sense of opportunity of performance and hopefully achievement, but without the instilled 'contractual engagement' there's no zip to stimulate the senses. 

Now at the start of a day there is a whole series of questions, shall I, shan't I. Shall I 'shave' for instance, do I wear the same shirt as yesterday what time to climb out of bed, shall I eat breakfast first before the shower. And so one is continually testing the water trying to persuade a course of action when in the past we was on automatic. 
The point of looking forward to retirement was to get off the treadmill and have the supposed luxury of choice but choice can be a trap, too much debate too much analysis leads to
inaction even paralysis as one opts for the default position of doing nothing.
Doing nothing becomes attractive, it is choice about not making a choice, all the pressure is removed, there are few disappointments and it's cheap !!!
The social issue of doing things whilst you can, before infirmity or death play their part is taken care of so long as you realise that 'activity' for its own sake is a con and that perhaps we should banish the concept after a certain age.
For those who want to be up on the golf course at sparrows or pounding the road even earlier, their world is one of sunrises and camaraderie and please understand I am not knocking either but what if you want to skip the competitive banter or the sore thighs and find your own peace in ruminating, its equally rich and rewarding.
Perhaps the mind, being now off the leash, free from the contamination and stress brought on by the concerns at work, is your true companion, ready to elope on a flight of fancy at any hour of the day or night, trustworthy and yet not demanding, and it only requires a shift from the world of others to seal the friendship !!

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