Freedom without limits is just a word.
The trouble with thinking was that, once you started, you went on doing it.
We who think we are about to die will laugh at anything.
The baby boomers are getting older, and will stay older for longer. And they will run right into the dementia firing range. How will a society cope? Especially a society that can't so readily rely on those stable family relationships that traditionally provided the backbone of care?
Up until now I'd always though RSI meant 'I hate my damn job'.
I have a living will and I have friends, and I have money and I have hope.