I've lived near here for 65 years. Never owned a boat. It would been a lot fun I bet. Now I don't think I could handle it physically. A year ago I got shingles and I have been exhausted and in pain 24/7 for the last 8 months. In a way I feel like the boy who cried wolf. Too many times. Anyway there's no one to listen or care about my complaints. When it gets really bad I ask Mother Mary, to help her child. What else can I do. The minutes pass unbearably slow while the days and years raced by so fast. There's way too many things I never got to see. So many places. I have got to let that go. I never wish to have a human/physical body again. Some of you may understand that. If there's nothing after death. Fine. But I don't imagine it's that easy. No.
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