24 Sleeps
I am in Dubai International Terminal 1 near my gate for the last flight back into Kabul that I will be making.
It's been a full on day for me. A long flight from Oberammergau, I have been invited to speak again at the NATO school, (there's a possibility that the Netherlands Armed Forces would like me to speak at their school) and I have realised that as those 24 sleeps end, I can retire 6.75 years earlier than most British Males.
My thoughts are, for the very first time in my life, no longer about the job, making sure there's a comprehensive handover, that it all wraps up smoothly, rather, if the next 24 days will drag or race by.
Weird!
Maybe my inner self is gradually turning the "slow down" control?
The future is scary that's for sure but I am looking toward to it though.
Someone wrote recently "the old 40 is the new 50", "the old 50 is the new 60".
Well if that's truly the case, "Bring it on!"
