A friend asked me, "Are you doing anything for New Year's?" The fact is, it's not really going to be a new year at all. It's all one day--sometimes it's dark outside, sometimes it's light.
With 6.984 billion people on the planet competing for air, water, food and shelter, it amazes me that some of them can be so concerned with how long their eyelashes are that they will ingest a drug to make them grow longer. Others get injections of strange substances into their faces to puff out the wrinkles that will inevitably grow deeper the longer they live. The most desperate undergo surgery to actually cut their skin off their faces, pull it tighter and sew it back on behind their ears. Gross. And yet they still get old and die, taut faces and all.
It also amazes me that anyone thinks it matters who is in the White House in the United States of America when there are so many other countries on the planet that matter even more. Evil dictators, stockpiled nuclear weapons, famine, drought, floods, mudslides and earthquakes, and who cares if it's Mitt or Newt or even Barack: it's always the same thing, this side hates that side, Congress stalls, the government threatens to shut down, the editorial writers take sides.
So few people live their lives. Instead, they wait them out and go on week-long vacations when they can enjoy themselves for a few hours, except for the part where their luggage gets lost or their plane is canceled or the hotel sucks. Or they stay home and take a "day off" here and there to "relax," spending the rest of the time complaining, complaining, complaining about high taxes and low interest rates, new wrinkles and old enemies, too little to do and not enough time to do it.
My non-New Year's resolution is to ignore the calendar, stop worrying about my personal fulfillment, and for god's sake, forget the cats already! Life can end in an instant, like this one--or this one--or this one.
Look around.
With 6.984 billion people on the planet competing for air, water, food and shelter, it amazes me that some of them can be so concerned with how long their eyelashes are that they will ingest a drug to make them grow longer. Others get injections of strange substances into their faces to puff out the wrinkles that will inevitably grow deeper the longer they live. The most desperate undergo surgery to actually cut their skin off their faces, pull it tighter and sew it back on behind their ears. Gross. And yet they still get old and die, taut faces and all.
It also amazes me that anyone thinks it matters who is in the White House in the United States of America when there are so many other countries on the planet that matter even more. Evil dictators, stockpiled nuclear weapons, famine, drought, floods, mudslides and earthquakes, and who cares if it's Mitt or Newt or even Barack: it's always the same thing, this side hates that side, Congress stalls, the government threatens to shut down, the editorial writers take sides.So few people live their lives. Instead, they wait them out and go on week-long vacations when they can enjoy themselves for a few hours, except for the part where their luggage gets lost or their plane is canceled or the hotel sucks. Or they stay home and take a "day off" here and there to "relax," spending the rest of the time complaining, complaining, complaining about high taxes and low interest rates, new wrinkles and old enemies, too little to do and not enough time to do it.
My non-New Year's resolution is to ignore the calendar, stop worrying about my personal fulfillment, and for god's sake, forget the cats already! Life can end in an instant, like this one--or this one--or this one.
Look around.
birds make life meaningful.
ReplyDeleteFor some people birds make life meaningful, for others they make it fun when they go out hunting for them. Chacun a son gout! (I hope my French teacher, Mmme. Penzel, reads this!)
ReplyDeleteYou said it all....let's just enjoy the present!
ReplyDeleteI need a translation for your french....
ReplyDeleteGoogle it!
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