Grateful for the extra time.

Longevity. I like it. Because lasting for many, many years gives me a better chance of getting things right. Ideally, I need forever. But short of that, I’ll take whatever I can get. Meanwhile, I try to ignore statistics. That show I’m exceeding the normal lifespan for a humanoid. That’s a significant achievement. Beating the odds. Dying young would have made me feel cheated. Dying, period. May make me feel shortchanged, too. But not nearly as much as if I had died before turning ancient and decrepit. Of course, it could be that I’ll be reincarnated. And start life anew. Young again. As a somewhat different being. With little or no memory of my past life. I’d probably prefer being reincarnated as a spirit. Rather than a physical being. But maybe one doesn’t get promoted to spirit status until mastering the physical life. Haven’t got it mastered yet. So I’m grateful for the extra time. –Jim Broede