Dearest Catherine,

You have just turned 100, and despite your thought that life after the age of 60 was useless, you have now outlived almost every person in your family. I wonder as you reflect on your life, who have you loved in the last 40 years? Who has loved you? Did you ever get that therapy that you desperately need? Probably not. I hope that you are still drinking good bourbon, and I have no doubt that in the year 2082 you are not actually able to read this because clearly the world has fallen to a post apocalyptic hellscape. So, as you question yourself and wonder, why the fuck am I still alive? Make sure you remember that you don’t believe in an afterlife, so this is all there is.