This year feels like a turning point

As I approach my 60s, various changes have come into my life.
I have left the work I was immersed in for a long time to become a retiree;
I have made the decision to part ways with cigarettes, my long-time close companion, and am currently putting that into practice;
And I have fallen into exercise—specifically weight training, something I truly never thought I would do for the rest of my life—and am now in my 8th month.
I used to be a maximalist, but now I have begun organizing the hobby supplies and collectibles I have been obsessed with for a long time.
I am currently sorting through books that I will likely never open again, and since the volume is quite enormous, it seems it will take a while.
I feel like I won't be playing catch or collecting and maintaining rare gloves anymore, so I need to organize dozens of expensive gloves, but even that feels overwhelming.
The same goes for the hundreds of autographed balls and cubes.
At least fountain pens are a bit easier.
For now, I have stopped purchasing fountain pens, ink, and notebooks, and I am giving away my lower-end pens to acquaintances.
One of my goals is to live to be 100 while remaining in a state where I can control my own body with my own mind. I don't know if that is possible, but if the universe allows it, I want to reach that milestone with a lighter load.
Fortunately, my parents are still doing well,
my younger brother and his wife, as well as my nephew, are all living well in their own lives, and my long-time partner and I are both living healthily and taking care of ourselves.
With a heart full of gratitude for these peaceful days, I want to spend the days of autumn—my favorite season—happily with the people I cherish.
As I feel every single day lately that nothing in life is more expensive than time, I find myself most envious of the young people in this world.
They are truly lucky.