I remember going to a nursing home with my school's student council to play bingo with the elderly. There was a nice old lady I was playing bingo with. After the game, I wheeled her back to her room (she was confined to a wheelchair) and when we reached her room, she kissed me on the cheek. She was very sweet.
So, no, I wouldn't consider myself a gerontophobe. I don't exactly fear growing old, either. What I do fear is that I might grow old without getting to experience lots of things in life which I hope to have experienced by then.
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What fresh hell is this?