A Stool to be Melancholy Upon
Jan. 24th, 2018 05:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
steepholmTomorrow is my birthday, which will take me into the very midst of my mid-fifties. It occurs to me today that I have (within a month or two) also now been a university lecturer for exactly half my life.
In my rage for symmetry, I wonder if I am doomed to lecture for another 27 and a half years, before retiring at 82? It's not impossible, the economy being what it is. Thereafter, I will decline gracefully into the sunset of my dotage, before expiring gently at the at of 110, sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, etc.
Actually, maybe I'm already sans taste - otherwise I'd have a much sharper wardrobe.
In my rage for symmetry, I wonder if I am doomed to lecture for another 27 and a half years, before retiring at 82? It's not impossible, the economy being what it is. Thereafter, I will decline gracefully into the sunset of my dotage, before expiring gently at the at of 110, sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, etc.
Actually, maybe I'm already sans taste - otherwise I'd have a much sharper wardrobe.
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Date: 2018-01-26 06:59 pm (UTC)