Thinking and thinking

As I sit in this spot
I think of all the things
things that need to be done
things I will never get done
things that I have done
and things I wish I would have done.
This spot is so comfortable,
I think I could get used to it.
Soon there will be a spot like this for me.
After I put on that gown and black cap.
Won't that be nice.

I really enjoy writing in poetry, I know that some of you probably hate.  Poetry can be interpreted in so many ways and that is why I like it so much.  What does this mean to you?  Do you feel the same way?  I bet if everyone commented on this poem, each one of the responses would be different.