I would like to call it a day. But it does not work quite like that.
The mind does not stop functioning. It can be slowed down, purposefully, by making it give up. But it is an effort. So while I hope to make people believe I have called it a day, I know I have not.
Being a democratic person, it makes sense when that is the popular expressed opinion - that I have done enough and it's time I moved on. I think people who tell me to move on, have my good at heart. It is an expression of their love for me.
If longevity is indeed the curse that those who have been around longer say it is, then what is the point of hanging around? I would like to kill myself- but I don't have what it takes. I wish I did.
I just keep doing more stuff. And doing something cannot lead to happiness.
But I don't have what it takes- to stop.
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