Never considered it, never imagined it.
My father set my sights on the Millennium. “You’ll see it,” he used to say. “I won’t, but you will.”
I believed him.
So when the year 2000 came along, I was ready. It passed. He had passed. But I hadn’t.
I was still here and I didn’t know what to do next.
I still don’t.
I was 60 in 2001.
I’m 94 today. I never thought I’d be this old, .never imagined it.
I still dont’t know what to do next.
Have breakfast.
…I had a cheese omelet.
Now: mail to me and letters from me.
Then what?