...Down By the Beach.
Retirement.
I'm only twenty three years old and I'm signing up with a bank for a 401(k)? It's a little overwhelming. I year ago I was chin deep in english papers and expository writing assignments and now I have a industry job with benefits and a retirement plan. The sound of it alone makes me want to scream for the hills. But, things could be a lot worse. I could be face down in a ditch, or living with my parents trying to figure out what the hell happened. It's a good problem to have. This blog just allows me to vent my thoughts. Ahhh. Do you feel it? It's the sense of clarity. And that my friends is priceless.
If I did retire, I might move to another country. Maybe Belize, Jamaica, or even somewhere else. I'd love to retire in a completely different economy that will guarantee myself financial security without the hanging threat of recession or of having to work because my IRA is depleted. Who knows. I just started my career and now I'm having my retirement being brought up. Time flies.
Ari Gold is my Hero.
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