62 this week.

Still can't play the guitar as good as I'd like. I've gone off reading, which is okay - it fits in with my eyes not being as good as they should. Worryingly, I've gone off the idea of an afterlife. I don't think even if i lived into eternity the guitar playing would get right.

I should have attempted something easier in life. More in line with my capablities. Perhaps I would have been a success working in a burger bar - I can make sausage sandwiches.