As I was lying in my bed this morning, I was reflecting how I want to grow old. I want to have wrinkly skin and move slowly, I want to eat less, and I want the wisdom of my years to show itself through my demeanor.
I do not fear age. And even if I get to a certain age, and I have this music in my head, it will be normal because old people often have a bit of messed up circuitry upstairs anyways.
If you can find someone to grow old with, that is great. But for me, I just want to live day to day until I get old.
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