I think I've written about this before, but I'll do it again. It never fails to bewilder me how some people go around lamenting about how life is "boring" and "meaningless" when they're not working. They're usually retirees, of course. I can imagine a working age person who has loads of bills to pay would be quite distressed at losing the primary source of income.
But most retirees are presumably pretty well-off, what with their pensions, severance pay and life savings. You'd think that retirement was a fine time to finally indulge whatever hobbies one's picked up in that long, dreary life. I know that many working age people are complaining about how work's eaten up their lives, and that they don't have the "time" to pursue their hobbies.
Perhaps it's true. That work really has eaten up their lives, chewed it up and spat it out. Work *becomes* their lives, and they feel empty or aimless without work to guide their daily existence. That's pretty sad, seeing as how they could've really gone out there and tried to finally live life for real. Retirees are near death, and it's time that they lived like the dying.
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