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On Health, Aging, Aging Well, and the Wholesale Dumping of What No Longer Works. That Goes for Any Age.
It’s not at all uncommon for those of us in our sixties to go through a downsizing. Anyone who has bought into the van life understands the rich pleasure of living more simply as a result of having no room to cram your ten different colors of the same shirt.
Since I often live out of a backpack during the year, this comes naturally. On the other hand, I bought a big house. Filled it. With lots of stuff I don’t need. And that is why right now my front room is full of the third huge load of goods headed for collectors, consignors, and Goodwill.
Good riddance.
Another thing that happens as we age is that we also let go of many of the assumptions that we’ve been told, that have been foisted upon us by a (well-meaning, hahahaha ) government, or other authorities, experts and the like.
By this, among others, I mean the years I bought into the idea that I needed supplements. I’ve written about this elsewhere, in particular about the evil empire that is Utah’s Hatch family. I’d rather that my Medium peep Markham Heid lay it out far better than I can.
Not long before I read that article, which really underscored what I already knew, suspected and decided to act upon, I…