Not to be a negative nacy, but after what my body has been through I'm not making it to 100! In some alternate universe if I am alive at 100, I would like to be sitting in a rocking chair telling those whippersnappers about the good old days when grown men and women were obsessed with ponies and played games on TV screens!
This is easy; I’ll be in the hunting grounds.
I can picture it now...
Chasing deer throughout the day and any poor sod Hircine sends us after. Feasting on dead deer in the evening or the poor sod Hircine sent us after during the day. At night I’d snuggle up to Aela under an overhang, which would serve as our den.