... when you watch tv and see an old lady dying with her friends and family next to her, all caressing her, holding her hand, being there with her, helping her to make the passage, helping her to die, and then you think about yourself and think who would be there with you, who is going to mourn you ... and then you realize you are probably going to be all alone. That you will be lucky enough if you die in a hospital, because at least then there is personnel with you. That definitely beats dying all alone in your apartment to be found 3 weeks later smelling and decomposed by some poor policemen and fireman who had to break open your door, feeling pity for you, and being totally grossed out.

I think I don't like getting old if it's going to be like that.