Dear Dusty

Write a letter to your 100-year-old self.

Dear Dusty,

I wanted to let you know that though you didn’t make it to a hundred years old,you didn’t fail in life.

It’s a misnomer to think that the body can last a hundred years.Seventy to eighty is good going and nothing to be ashamed of,and truthfully is more in line with nature.

Who wants to be a giant tortoise trundling around under the weight of a heavy shell eating grass and dandelions in a field when it’s pouring with rain .

Or a deep ocean  sea creature dwelling in  hidden caves and scavenging  on the seabed for the world’s detritus.

Life for us bipeds is different and you played your part or the game whichever way you like to view it.Which now you can.Magnamously.

You made it,now exist in Peace.

Love Me.

Namaste,my good friend,you ,thank you for reading.

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