I feel that I am an old man: I know that I am notčI am only fifty-fourčbut, when I look into the mirror, I see a man of seventy-five preparing to die. These are the things that concern me: finishing my unfinished business; seeing for one last time my favorite places on this planet, places that were important to my emotional and spiritual growth: Lucca, Wildwood, maybe even India once more. I want to visit Jorge's ashes. I want to sit in the places where spirits sit, and join their company. I want to cast off this body, this "mortal coil".