One day,
I'll be old and crazy.
By then,
My body will have surely outlived my mind,
For petes sake,
Its half gone now.
But I'll still be writing.
Probably about how crazy the new technology is,
Or how many angry cats I must have had as a kid,
Because they left marks all over me.
Damnded cats.
At least by then,
My mind will be gone,
And I wont remember this time.
Ignorant and bliss.
Old and bat **** crazy.