May 09, 2002 16:09
each day is a carbon copy of the course of my life, in miniature.
i wake up, groggy and have to grumpily get out of bed, the same way i squeezed screaming out of the womb.
i spend an indeterminate amount of time on the highway, to get to my destination, only to forget the whole experience for the most part.
sounds pretty much like my youth.
the rest of the day is the shaky start of my teenage years, which bleeds directly into middle age, until lo and behold, i can go home.
it never changes. each and ever day it is like some blessing from on high, that time i thought would never EVER come, and i knew that would never come, actually arrives. i dance around like a monkey on a string, happy to be away from my cage for the night...
and is gone before i know it, only to lead to work the next day.
retirement. relaxation. death.
the rest of my time is spent as i see fit, which is usually me just laying around, recuperating. i have read that on the average of someone retiring from work in their sixties lives on the average of six to twelve months after.
if this model is correct, i have scientifically proven the existence of reincarnation.