As more time goes on and I get older and older by the day, I have come to the conclusion that some people like myself are just meant to do things differently in life. My career has been late to get started and as I look back I see that I have lived most of my last 35 years by the seat of my pants. However, as my next birthday approaches I find myself in a potential situation that will allow me to give the next 20 or so years of my life to a company and then be able to retire with a full pension to some remote island somewhere where the water is clean and there is not another person for miles and miles. Which brings me to 2 distinct questions, 1) If I am all alone on the beach talking to the surf and my dogs does that make me a looney old koot? and 2) If I am in fact a looney old koot, then is it perfectly okay for me to take up surfing at 60? To this point, my life has been good, great even at times…but I keep thinking that their must be more…there must be more out there to be had and to fulfill my lifes dreams and aspirations? Cause if this is all their is…I’ve really gotten jipped…I have so much…but I want more…Now doesn’t that make me sound selfish as hell? For now, I suppose I should be happy with what I have and work towards my goal in life…but I still find myself wanting and wondering if anyone besides my kids will remember me when I’m gone. I want to do something with my life that will allows others to remember me…even is its just, “Hey what ever happened to that crazy old woman who used to surf here?”