Fifties, the last fork

when you're in your 50s

There is a reality that you cannot look away from.

Decline of physical strength.

Money anxiety.

The fear of what to do if you can't work.

Like 20s and 30s

"Let's do it someday"

I can't say myself anymore.

Actually, in my 50s

a fork in the road where you can finally rechoose your life.

You know, i think.

As it is

A life to endure.

Or

To reduce anxiety

A life that takes a step forward.

No one will tell you the correct answer.

It is yourself to choose.

This post is

So that I can remember when I'm lost

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