A Philosophy of Life "I'd pick more daisies"

An eighty year old lady who was spending her last days in a nursing home is believed to have written this.

If I had my life to live over,
I'd try to make more mistakes next time.
I would be sillier than I have been this trip.
I know of very few things that I would take seriously.
I would be crazier, I would be less hygienic, I would climb more mountains, swim more rivers and watch more sunsets.
I would burn more gasoline, I would eat more ice cream and less beans.
I would have actual troubles and fewer imaginary ones.

You see, I am one of those people who live prophylactically and sensibly and sanely, hour after hour, day after day. Oh, I have had my moments and if I had them to do over again, I'd have more of them. In fact, I'd try to have nothing else. Just moments, one after another, instead of living so many years ahead each day.

I have been one of those people who never go anywhere without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a gargle, a raincoat and a parachute. If I had it to do over again, I would go places and do things and travel lighter than I have.

If I had my life to live over, I would start barefooted earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall.
I would play hooky more, I wouldn't make such good grades except by accident.
I would ride on more merry-go-rounds.
I'd pick more daisies.