to stop being old. I have been sick, and in pain, and so very, very tired for so very, very long, that ‘old’ has become who I am. My body doesn’t work anymore. I can’t do most of the things I used to do. I sat on the floor a bit ago. I can’t remember the last time I sat on the floor. Then I lay down on the floor and read for a bit. I used to sit and/or lay on the floor all the time. I sorted papers on the floor. I sat and read on the floor. I was comfortable on the floor. Then my life and my body went to hell and the floor didn’t even occur to me. So I sat on it today. I want to sit on the floor all the time. I want to walk to the library. I want to do my own shopping. I want my life back. Not sure how to make any of that happen, because pain, but I have decided. I am going to stop being old and start living my life again. There. I have spoken.