Unknowns and open options

We talked about how time passes in a blink.
You recounted when you first travelled to Japan, some ten, twenty years ago. And you found it surreal how it seemed like yesterday.
You projected the same speed of time passing for the years ahead, saying some other ten, twenty years could pass just as swiftly.
You are 46 (?) and you mum passed away when she was 66.

My ten, twenty years ago, I was a schoolgirl.
In some ten, twenty years, I don't know what I do nor where I will be. I hope I do have open options.

Flamingo once said that the age of 25 was the mid point, in terms of perception of one's lifetime. Childhood passes much slower than adulthood. I wonder what old age feels like, and whether it makes some difference living in big cities and more slow-paced small towns or rural places.

At some point I thought I would enjoy life in a village, and at some other I thought I wouldn't. I guess it depends on the company and what one makes of it.

You whined about spending most time at work, rather than with your loved ones. I teased you about it being your choice. Opportunity costs too high for you to quite your job, fancy and not fancy. I hope you are secretly enjoying what you do.

I wonder for how long I remain adventurous as I claim to be, and carefree. That's what I proclaim myself to be, maybe not how I really am. Will I one day have opportunity cost too high for me to be free? I hope yes and I hope not. Maybe more not than yes.

十年一夢。