I'm not sure if this is just normal for someone in their 70s or if it means I'm a head case.

[GenXer47]

21. I'll just go out on a limb here and say

I think you are increasingly aware of your own mortality.
There was a time when I walked to a train tracks, with a plan that didn't involve boarding the train.
It was a cold, clear night. The air was clean and crisp, the moon full, and the snow was just right for walking on; I remember how my feet crunched the top layer and then gently sank down to the ground below.
And I recalled how much I would miss these simple, beautiful things our planet provides. It seemed so silly, to be sad about crunching my feet in snow for the last time when there were obviously much bigger issues.
I hope to pass away, a long time from now, surrounded by nature. I know it's gonna be a lot to ask of my caregivers at that time, if I'll even be aware enough to ask. But I sure hope I can arrange it.