Maybe it's just the aging process. Maybe it has been a year of Covid telling us all we might die alone in a hospital. Maybe it's because I'm clearly a falls-risk, but I've contemplated my own mortality more and more lately.
The then-impending 36th anniversary didn't help matters when hearing the nice, yet slightly morbid lyrics:
It's knowing that this can't go on forever
Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone
Maybe we'll get forty years together
But one day I'll be gone
Or one day you'll be gone
I've mentioned here many-a-time (but for those who are newer, this will be new) my preference is to "go" before 710 - as highly unrealistic as that might be, knowing my families longevity. So, again, these lyrics hit close to home.
However, I AM a falls-risk, so that opportunity still exists..........fingers-crossed!