As I sat just a few days ago and dated a page in my journal I realized that not long from now we will be living in the year 2012. I don’t know how anyone else has viewed this but I have not put a lot of thought into living beyond 2012. About a month ago I was on a plane returning home from Chicago when I got into a fairly philosophical conversation with a gentleman who thought that he would like to live until 70 years of age (useful physical age), then just disappear. I shared my similar thoughts about living until 55 then heading off into the desert never to be heard from again – like an old dog.
Is that what dogs do? When I was about 8 years old my dad said that our dog Abby had just left home one day, because she was old, and wandered off into the desert. Before I do this I better check to see if this is what dogs really do – we later found out that Abby had been hit by a car, and that dad knew it but thought that the wandering in the desert story was preferable. Now I'm not sure what to do.

















