For the rest of my life (I’m two months from 82) is to go nowhere, do nothing. It increasingly feels like I am putting myself in harm’s way by going anywhere, doing anything. If I just stay home (maybe stay in bed) I could live forever, or close enough, anyway. And I wouldn’t have to worry about all of the things that are out to get me. Like salesmen and women, advertising scams, and new ways to exercise, new things to drink and eat to live to be 100. Why live to be 100? I’m just living to see tomorrow.