Food for thought. Cliché or what!

So many things have happened. Several consequential. And several more trifle things. I am edging towards 40. I have built a life around peace. I am devoted to my cat, my plants and the few friends who have stood the tests of time. With many prior experiences, I wasn't particularly interested in meeting new people. So much wasted effort, I thought, for subpar rewards. Work was finally giving me time back to ease. And with the new found space and mental clarity, I dabbled in things that would make my retirement fun. Obviously, a big chunk of it was travel. Like a simpleton, I'd hoped to meet someone interesting enough on one of my adventures. I don't gear towards that anymore, but travel, in itself is a big reward. And I shall continue to do so. I am finally at a place where I can breathe without being judged and just be. I have jars of different teas, and my house is adorned with crystals and paintings, that I have picked up on my tours. It was finally starting to feel like ...