Each little tweak, each warning sign, if ignored, can turn into a chronic pain. I don't have time for chronic pain. So I learn to pay attention sooner, fix the problems, and do the preventive maintenance. That way, I'll get to keep sailing this "old boat" until -- one inevitable day -- the wind dies.
For me, the way out is to remain very much connected to the word at large, but to also have created my own rainbow colored bubble, that I can happily step into at will and enjoy the true beauty of life beyond idiotic ideologies propagated by corporations and institutions that prey on our vulnerabilities in order to keep cashing in. Is that good enough?
Teeth, yes teeth. It is a fact of life that as one ages you need close and loving friends - but for many - like me - you have one terrible, implacable enemy - your teeth. Over time, one by one, mine have rebelled or decided to crack, abandon me, and abscond with my cash - far worse than the person who picked my pocket last week.