Life past 60 seems has always been a very strange priority to sacrifice for to me, at least if you can only afford to either live today or subsist today and save for life past 60, which has basically become the choice for most here in the US as most wages don't allow for both, and many for either.
Let's assume you make it there having not gotten hit by a bus or killed by cancer or your healthcare insurance confidence scheme provider.
You've literally saved up so you could enjoy life when your senses are failing you, your mind is growing dull and confused, your own frail body is betraying you in new ways constantly, and your time is largely spent managing the ever growing list of symptoms building up to your impending death.
Sure there are exceptions, people who remain verile and sharp into their seventies, but they are not the rule. That's like planning your life around a future lottery win.
Live for today, especially if you're into your 30s or beyond. Better to have memories of living when you could in the shitty home with bad food then having memories of working and saving in the good home with the decent food your failing taste buds can't really even appreciate anymore.
Oh gee I hope I get to live long enough to piss myself involuntarily again! Maybe I'll finally take that cruise so I can soil myself in style and stay in my cabin because my body can't regulate it's own heat efficiently anymore!
