Looking back, I find that I never really owned my time in my entire career life. That’s 27 years of letting my career rule my life: waking and sleeping at certain hours, traveling only to be back at an appointed date, skipping on reading materials that took my interest, and in their place, reviewing reports that hardly mattered to inspire me except to do better at my job. Thankfully, I was happy doing what I did then. Except maybe the last 2 years, culminating in my decision to quit. But looking back, and having experienced what I did the last 18 years as a retiree, I feel even more grateful for my decision. Retirement suits me. Seriously.