And while that was the day things clicked for me, I’ve since realized that I don’t have to be in the middle of some epic bucket list adventure to feel retired. I don’t have to be in a stone house in the south of France, in a gorge in Taiwan, or atop a 14,000-foot peak in the High Sierra. I feel retired when I get eight hours of sleep, which is almost every day now. I feel retired when I leave the house without my phone or go hours without checking it. I even feel retired when I do things that look a lot like work, because I know it’s work I’m choosing to do. (Though I feel even more retired
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