I was wondering what the secret to a long life was and I realised that it was Not Dying. 
One of the Bee Gee brothers died in the past two months and he didn't drink alcohol and was a vegan. He still died relatively young. 
My gran and her sister are both alive in their nineties and I hope I can do that well. It's not that I have any plans other than doing a lot of sitting down and if my sight prevails, watching tv. Yes my life will not alter with age since that is what I have always done. I am not going to be wracked with regret that I've never travelled the world or swam with dolphins. Any regrets that I maintain will hopefully be under control if I get them out onto these pages. 
So I'm going to sit. I was born to sit. Sitting it what I do in my spare time. At work I stand for a minimum of forty hours a week. I'm paid to stand because at heart I am a sitter. 
Although my knees may not see my life through. I'm 38 next and my knees moan at me whether I stand or sit. My ambition is have my knees replaced with hinges. Maybe when I get very old I will have hinges all over my old body and I will be an easy fold away option of myself that can be taken away places without taking up much room and turtles not being a nuisance.