65 in October, but have been on a reduced-hour (and reduced $$) program with my law partners for two years, and will be in more of an advice/consultancy mode on greatly reduced hours for the next year or two, before completely hanging it up. Over these past two years I'd hoped to be playing more music than before, as I'm practicing trombone again and had been gigging a bit on bass, but the pandemic eviscerated the gigs, and I'm not one of those folks who can quickly jump from the lawyer mindset (paranoia/aggression/incoming and outbound hand grenades on many fronts, many times a day/anxious planning for future worst-case scenarios) to the mindset that guided my first career as a professional trombonist (open/supportive/eager to absorb and express thoughts, feelings, experiences/"be here now"). So my practice "routine" has been spotty, as I seem to need even more non-law time to get into the right frame of mind to improve my playing and make music. I will acknowledge that my law practice has been psychically rewarding: I represent labor unions and wage/hour plaintiff classes that encounter payment hazards when employers go insolvent. I don't make anywhere near the $$ of my opponents repping banks and companies, but I'm in better financial shape than my musician friends from back in the day (trustifarians excluded), and get a kick from holding our own against some of the best bankruptcy and entertainment finance lawyers in the world - a whole lot of directors, writers and performers have collected several hundreds of millions in residuals off of my work (even film musicians, indirectly, as they ride the pattern I've established for the Guilds). But I'm worn down, and eagerly awaiting my next step toward autonomy. I know a lot of folks who either love or entirely identify with their work, and who can't imagine what they would do with more time on their hands (my wife, for example...). Not me - I've piles of books to read, music to hear and play, and instruments to practice - I'd particularly like to get a few good years on trombone, before age and decrepitude take their toll.