Over many years, people have advised me to think about my future. Generally these conversations were about thinking about the next job and maximizing earnings. I was constantly contemplating grad school and dream jobs.
Yesterday in a moment of startling candor (startling to me), I typed this to a friend:
“My only dream these days is to eventually secede from civilized society and live a life of quiet solitude with my wife … my only contact with the outside world: four exceptional children (three boys who respect girls; one girl who respects herself) and the occasional book-length manifesto released to moderate critical acclaim.”
Don’t get me wrong: I love my current job. What’s next? Hopefully something completely different, by the sounds. Does Jodi share this dream? Depends on the definition of solitude, I suspect …