Whataya gonna do, eh? keep your head down for the rest of your life?

In no way shape or form is that a blanket sort of "sign-of the cross" that you haven't a need to display some sort of, what? Self-confidence or self-control?



I don't know, walking 5-6 mile a night on concrete, damn, I don't know.

Are you just going to do the beetusss thing and  eventually, waltz away back into the hills?

So I quit my job. Three years of running around, making people happy. Well, making myself sort of happy. Paying my own way. Why did I do that? Got a bug up my ass. It was a decent job, but I kept frustrating myself I suppose. Worked all the hours they came up with and kept taking a fair bit of crap.

Crap is to be expected though, everyone's trying to get by. I thought I just had to keep working as hard as I could and everything would be grand. I needed to pull back from wearing myself ragged. Pull back from trying to make everyone else satisfied and instead monitor myself. Pace myself. Damn it. Made a snap decision and quit, like I was some sort of great grand worker.

And now I'm crashing into being broke. No job, old. What can I do as a 64 yr old male who seems to have little talent?