Your Dream Life? And Your Dream Death?

It is a fairly common question:

Q: What does your dream life look like?

And the response varies wildly from person to person. Some people are highly capable but not ambitious. Other people are highly ambitious but not very capable.

One question that needs to be considered in your dream life is also:

Q: What is your dream death?

Carrying on from the previous post, I personally think that being able to choose the time of your demise whilst you are still capable of taking care of yourself, is a very important thing. I was watching "Northman" last night and it made me think it would be nice to die in battle. You could be a great warrior but everyone gets old, and eventually time would catch up to you and you'd be slain. In this modern world, there is no option to die in battle (or is there!?)

The Angel of Death

My thoughts on these questions...

Note: These answers are very much driven by my current situation - nearly 50, married, have a good job (which pays well but which I don't love), have a couple of main hobbies, have roughly 30% left of my mortgage to pay off

Q: What does your dream life look like?

Freedom. Freedom to be honest (for example: not having to talk bollocks in order to protect something - like my protect my employment). Freedom from people. Freedom from porn. Freedom from social media. Freedom from needing to work to live.

I don't want to work for money like a whore. If I do work, I want to work for love. I want to walk and run. I want to travel. I want to find a good place to die (to jump).

I will be 48 this year. I will retire from working to live at ~ 55. Then I will sell everything. Buy gold. Work for love (expecting a meagre income but you never know.) Travel, walk, run. And go with honour! (Perhaps no one will even know I've gone.)

Q: What does your dream death look like?

I've sold all my possessions. I have no possessions but the clothes I wear. I have given all my money away to worthy charities or people. I'm say 75 years old and I know it is time to go, and I still have the health to do this next step.

In my previous travels I've identified somewhere great to jump. I pick a good day and I go for a walk. I drink some great alcohol. I'm very happy that my time to return to the earth has come and very grateful for my life. I'm proud that I won't get so old as to have lost my independence and be a burden to people. And I jump.

Maximum age 80! Just over 30 years to go. Time is ticking (as it always does)!