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.