Monday, September 12, 2005

I'd rather be dead than to wet my bed ...

Well no, not really, 'cause I've wet my bed before and it's really not all that bad.

I am 55 years old.
While lying in bed last night it dawned on me that by the time any of you are my age there's a good chance that I'll be dead.
I mean, I was just lying there wondering what life's next surprise might be and it turns out it's death!
How's that for reality sneaking up and biting you on the ass.

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