What if it all makes sense at the end?
Well, sir, everything seems to be making sense and I'm not buying green bananas. I suppose that if you have a life plan, the plan has an end. Of course, I've never had a plan and I'm not likely to devise one now.
The benefit, if there is a benefit, to this aging stuff is that nobody will be surprised when I kick a bucket.
I suppose I should have paid more attention along the way, but I'll be darned if I can tell you why.
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