So today my iTunes decided to shuffle over to Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band by the Beatles. One particular song (see title) got me thinking, where do I want to be when I'm sixty-four?
Do you even want to live that long? Retirement? Sitting on top of a couple pounds of homegrown dank? Sitting on your front porch with your spouse, perhaps a delightful grandchild sitting on your knee?
I would answer, but I really don't have an answer myself. I need some time to meditate on this, but am still curious regarding what you all have to say.