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Retirement offers many benefits. The ability to nap on your own time is one. No need for caffeine shock to get past the next meeting, the next cold call, or the next âconference with the bossâ, when all you really need is about a 15 min time out to rest your soul
âAll the worldâs a stage,And all the men and women merely players;They have their exits and their entrances,And one man in his time plays many parts,His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,Mewling and puking in the nurseâs arms.Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchelAnd shining morning face, creeping like snailUnwillingly to school. And then the lover,Sighing like furnace, with a woeful balladMade to his mistressâ eyebrow. Then a soldier,Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,Seeking the bubble reputationEven in the cannonâs mouth. And then the justice,In fair round belly with good capon lined,With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,Full of wise saws and modern instances;And so he plays his part. The sixth age shiftsInto the lean and slippered pantaloon,With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wideFor his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,Turning again toward childish treble, pipesAnd whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,That ends this strange eventful history,Is second childishness and mere oblivion,Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.â âWilliam Shakespeare, As You Like It Act 2 Scene 7
You do look, my son, in a moved sort,As if you were dismayâd: be cheerful, sir,
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-cappâd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
I am a disabled US Army and Vietnam Veteran. I am now 75 years old. Several years ago, one of my VA medical providers told me, âIf you wake up during the night and cannot go back to sleep, get up and do something. You are retired; so, you can take a nap during the day if you feel like it.â
ruthkando almost 7 years ago
Thanks, Jef, for the musical reference. Like it !
sandpiper almost 7 years ago
Retirement offers many benefits. The ability to nap on your own time is one. No need for caffeine shock to get past the next meeting, the next cold call, or the next âconference with the bossâ, when all you really need is about a 15 min time out to rest your soul
Lenavid almost 7 years ago
I sort of agree with the villain of 1959âs version of âJourney to the Center of the Earthâ:
Count Saknussem : I donât sleep. I hate those little slices of death.
cervelo almost 7 years ago
Live now little Miss, worry laterâŚ
Fido (aka Felix Rex) almost 7 years ago
Besides napping, thereâs another connection between the very young and the very old. Can I reveal it?
That Dependsâ˘
Richard S Russell Premium Member almost 7 years ago
âAll the worldâs a stage,And all the men and women merely players;They have their exits and their entrances,And one man in his time plays many parts,His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,Mewling and puking in the nurseâs arms.Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchelAnd shining morning face, creeping like snailUnwillingly to school. And then the lover,Sighing like furnace, with a woeful balladMade to his mistressâ eyebrow. Then a soldier,Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,Seeking the bubble reputationEven in the cannonâs mouth. And then the justice,In fair round belly with good capon lined,With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,Full of wise saws and modern instances;And so he plays his part. The sixth age shiftsInto the lean and slippered pantaloon,With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wideFor his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,Turning again toward childish treble, pipesAnd whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,That ends this strange eventful history,Is second childishness and mere oblivion,Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.â âWilliam Shakespeare, As You Like It Act 2 Scene 7
Kind&Kinder almost 7 years ago
You do look, my son, in a moved sort,As if you were dismayâd: be cheerful, sir,
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-cappâd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
âWilliam Shakespeare The Tempest, Act 4 Scene 1
car2ner almost 7 years ago
live your life so that in the end you have great memories to inhabit your dreams.
Joe-AllenDoty almost 7 years ago
I am a disabled US Army and Vietnam Veteran. I am now 75 years old. Several years ago, one of my VA medical providers told me, âIf you wake up during the night and cannot go back to sleep, get up and do something. You are retired; so, you can take a nap during the day if you feel like it.â
childe_of_pan almost 7 years ago
One of the ways to tell if you are a grown-up: if you have ever said anything like âHot bath and early to bed? Sounds PERFECT!â
lindz.coop Premium Member almost 7 years ago
Au contraire, I took more naps when I was young than I do nowâŚ
rgcviper almost 7 years ago
But, is there No Other Way? I guess finding Good People is tough. Although, I could always Staple It Together during my search âŚ
Really cool CD.