I’ve noticed that the closer I’ve gotten to my targeted “escape velocity”, the stronger the rumination on the big picture narrative of “finding meaning” at work and how work doesn’t provide much meaning to my lithe nondescript existence.

Some days I just feel like deploying the FU card, but deploying it as a means to “retire from something” as opposed to “retire to something” just doesn’t quite make sense to my rational mind, especially when there’s no real strong push factor.

Cognizant that I actually enjoy the process of “suffering” that has yielded practical benefits (even if it in itself does contributes perhaps at maximum 10-20% towards success) such as being able to accumulate this sizable amount at this stage in life – this makes it even harder to leave if there is nothing to leave to.

This constant rumination, while possibly helpful from a strategic standpoint, might …