Dec 26 2002
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OK, I’ve had 69 visitors (hee hee ok done being immature) And not ONE of you guys posted on the guestbook? Leave one measly comment? Aigo, my thoughts need to be rewarded with SOME kind of feedback……
In short: POST SOMETHING!
Anyways, just thought of something yesterday. I was dropping my grandma off at her retirment place. There is never any parking there, so I couldn’t help her carry her stuff. As self-sufficent and strong this woman is, I coudln’t help but feel guilt and an overwhelming sense of sadness as she pushed her grocery cart through the doors. I know I’m going to end up like that when I get old. Hell, we all will. Old, relying on people, etc. And I know it’ll get back when I need someone to pull down my pants so I can shit…
That has got to be my worst fear. (Well, that and an odd fear of stairs and a toilet with no plunger next to it). Growing old and lonely, with no one to care for you. Ever hear those stories about an elderly dying and no one finding out until a month later because of an awful stench? It’s stuff like that scares me to death (no pun intended)
On the flip side, I do have 60+ years to live, so why worry about it eh? (damn fatalist characteristic)
Eh, in the end we all turn into dust. So, if I’ve depressed you at all, my sincere apologies. But we all need to face the music sometime….
