Dear 100-year-old self,
In the unlikely event that we’re still alive, go play with the wolves. Let them have their meal, meager though it may be. We’ve had a good run, and – unless I miss my guess – are not feeling vigorous of either mind or body. If we are feeling vigorous of mind and body, please disregard until such time as it’s not true anymore. In said case, I’m very curious about what kind of scientific breakthrough occurred (or magic fountain we fell into,) and look forward to learning about that in due time.
Signed,
Your younger self, the one far more afraid of dementia & incontinence than of death-
Tiger Riding for Beginners 
check the gene pool
before falling in
with wolves
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Oh, that’s part of the calculus. Octogenarians are a rarity and Centenarians are unheard of on either side.
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Please add the fear of losing mobility to dementia and incontinence – in no particular order.
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Oh, it’s up there.
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Three aunts in their late nineties for me. Good but all Alzheimer’s. Yikes. Give me the wolves!
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