I should admit, I really fear becoming old one day. Lonely granny in front of TV in a nursing home… Mind you, its not too bad being a granny on a bike or a granny with an easel. Helping her children and grandchildren everyday and receiving help from them, being an active part of a large family…
Another thing which bothers me is this: Did anyone ever committed suicide because of constant breaking, dropping, spilling everything, hitting corners and door frames? 🙂
