But I figure that, someday, I won't be so careful. I'm guessing I can't survive 50 - 60 more years without having an incident involving peanut ingestion, even if it's kissing someone without asking them, "BTW, did you have some PB&J before this?"
How about you? Did you ever think you have a flaw or vice that could be exploited in your impending death? I have mine, and I have a feeling it will own me someday.
Or maybe you'll just die of old age? Perfectly normal (and hoped for) result.
Just wanted to know what kinds of ideas or thoughts people can strike up or have thought up before.

Who knows, maybe cancer. I do know one thing I don't want to live pass 80 maybe 90. I would be very happy to check out at 70 in some what good shape and able to function on my own. My Grams is 93 and is going blind and lost her hearing too. I don't want that.
Comment