After having stuffed myself silly with Thanksgiving dinner, I have been thinking about immortality. Why, I have no idea. But I've begun to think that with my body in the shape it is in, I wouldn't want to live forever. Not that I have the choice mind you. I have degenerative arthritis in my back, possible rheumatoid in my knees, I have pulmonary hypertension, type II diabetes and god only knows what else going on. I would be miserable. Right now I live with pain every day. To be immortal? That would suck for me. I am really looking forward to the day when it all ceases. Urging death? No, just not wanting to make my stay here longer than needed really. Odd thoughts, I know. Might be from eating that last little slice of pumpkin pie before I had a nap...