I need to do more to be ready for being really old. I haven't done enough to prepare.
When I was really young, I just assumed I would die around 30. I had no rationale for this; I just thought I'd drop dead or be killed. Instead, I came out.
After coming out 20 years ago, I always assumed I would grow old in the company of another man, or in the bosom of a queer group home/homestead. Now I've watched those dreams blow apart like a slow-motion explosion.
I have insufficient plans for growing old by myself. I need to change some things. Soon.