Life

As you age, muscle begins to flake away but hardens into wisdom. Being able to walk becomes another blurry memory. Soon, you won’t be able to eat easily. The rattle from your throat while trying to swallow applesauce startles loved ones, but you won’t seem to mind. Lastly, you will sleep and dream of a magical place. A place where you can walk, talk, and eat. The dream will last for an eternity. Your family will later crowd around as they watch a polished wooden box disband you from existence, but you will still be there, watching from above.