Heavy duty question about the rotting. Not sure if you mean before or after death. If after, no, but it doesn't matter. If before, I am reminded of something Eubie Blake said. Not sure if you know who he was, he was a ragtime piano player, a contemporary of Jelly Roll Morton, but he lived to be 96. Shortly before he died, he said, "if I knew I was going to live this long, I'd have taken better care of myself."
I really can't imagine my self being in an enfeebled shell. My mental image of myself is of my grandmothers, both of whom were hearty, if not hale, when they died. I am not a delicate person. I think that even weak, I'd be strong.
Walking is good. I should walk more often. I used to walk every day. Two miles, at least, sometimes four, sometimes eight. Then I got very sick with polyarthritis, and couldn't walk without great pain. I had fluid in my knee joints, and walking caused more swelling, it felt like my kneecaps were being pushed out from within. So I stopped walking. Now I am all better, healthy, normal really, and I have no excuse except inertia.
So I have great personal interest in the concept of procrastination. I am very good at it, but I don't think it's a good thing to be good at. |
