If W. H. Auden’s pithy observation holds water, I just might live forever:
As poets have mournfully sung,
Death takes the innocent young,
The rolling in money,
The screamingly funny
And those who are very well hung.
Well, at least there may be an up side to being me…
Done that, didn’t stay. Dying is over-rated.
Glad you didn’t stay “there” WW.
It will be a rare breed left at the end. At least I’ll be in good company. 🙂