eyeswideshut

Lying in bed, waiting for my gf to come visit me. She went to Bangkok for a few days to attend a beautician course. Wondering about life and such. Really, what I am wondering about is the shortness of life. I am 53, still in good condition, but pondering what the future holds. There is little certainty, and soon enough we will die. Hardly original, but still pertinent. Whatevermy hope is to make it to 60 with undiminished capacities. That means I hope I get wood easily, at least till I am 60, if not much much later.