Thursday, March 3, 2016

Musings

I have often wondered about the the meaning of life and all the existential questions that come with it. The odds of ever being able to define it are laughably stacked against you. The best answer possibly is that it is what you want it to be.

Most people seem to fear growing old, and want to avoid it at all costs. Somehow, I feel the opposite. I can't wait to grow old and hopefully live to a nice old age, so I have crammed as many experiences in life as I can. It just feels like the perspective and reflection you will have at 70 or 80, would be so vast and all encompassing. The mystery, so to speak, would be revealed and you would be on auto pilot. Glorious!

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