Since we’re indulging in magical thinking for the moment, HELL YES if I could freeze my body and health status at about thirty years old. I’ve often thought about what it would be like living through a few centuries, watching society develop, knowing the truth about history.
But it would be a challenge to hide my longevity. My wives would get suspicious after a while, possibly even jealous enough to expose me, so I’d probably have to continually change geography every fifteen years or so as the people around me began to suspect. That would be the greatest heartbreak, I think. Continually leaving behind wives, children and loved ones. I would certainly become adept at knowing how to ensure their welfare after I disappeared. I would check up on them anonymously, follow their lives and secretly look after them.
I’d know a lot of languages after awhile. I’d figure out the world of investments. Out of a fugitive’s necessity, I’d have to live in and learn different cultures. It would be very interesting.
This life really is the only game I know. I don’t know what’s coming next. I’ll stick with what I know and take the time and effort to get really, really good at it. Life would truly become a work of art.
And outliving one’s enemies is so, so sweet.