On the other hand, if I make another 34 years, I wonder what the heck things will be like. Perhaps, by then, the rejuvenatory capabilities of the human body will be enhanced to the point that I'll look, act, and feel like a 65 year old man. Which would be novel, given that I don't look, act, or feel like one now. When I AM 65.
I wonder, sometimes, what it would be like to be that old. I wonder, sometimes, if I WANT to be that old, ever. I've seen old people. I don't think I want to be an old person like the ones I've seen.
If I could keep my mind - if I could write, and paint, and take photographs - if I could be somewhat more capable than drooling all over myself and peeing in a bag, I might be willing to go that far.
Of course, if I had a hot nurse it could help.