Life Monologue

An essay where portions are written each decade, until the author turns 97.

An essay where portions are written each decade, until the author turns 97.

I've put reminders in the system until I'm 97. Which is being hopeful - large men die young; it's the small beasts with the quick heartbeats that last. This one I may finish as a brain in a jar, or perhaps it'll come to me through some fog, the reminder. Perhaps a bell will ring in the middle of my brain.