I wouldn’t mind spending my remaining years in a low gravity environment with enriched oxygen, but I would still need the same internet and pizza services.
One of the best feelings ever is hitting a ball 300 metres or so onto a green and seeing it plop in a tiny little hole at the end. Priceless.Walking down a crisp fairway at 7:00am when the air is crystal clear and the ducks and other birds have just woken up, similarly priceless.
I’m too stupid to do this, you’d better do it yourself is one of the games people play. Good book, look it up.