“We have, if we’re lucky, about thirty thousand days to play the game of life.” — Arianna Huffington
(Kind of a sobering thought, as I’m creeping up on my 22,265 day. If we go by the averages, I’m staring down my last 8,000 days! The clock is ticking! The sands of the hour glass are starting to run out for me. The Jehovah’s Witnesses have been trying to recruit me for a long time. Maybe I should give in! Be well and do good, friends.) — YUR
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Sobering, perhaps, but considering that you (probably) had to devote the first 22,000+ to education, career, kids, housenotes, etc., maybe you can devote the next 8,000 or so to yourself!
Actually, I need to find a JOB, Roy! At least something that comes with medical! — YUR
OMG
I’ve not been thinking on this line
I’m 61plus
Lord have metcy MI days are numbered
Ahh! We’re all in the same boat, Aston. All our days are numbered, so to speak. But, nothing is promised too. We need to have the attitude that Old Lodge Skins had in the movie “Little Big Man”: “Today is a good day to die.”
— YUR