The other day, a twenty five year old co-worker of Eric's was killed in a car crash. He was on his way up the corporate ladder- a great salesman, great guy. Engaged, good looking, great job- and now he's dead. I told Eric he is not allowed to have a mid-life crisis, because we know so many people that didn't even really get started on living, and it would be ungrateful and disrespectful to their memories. I may not like the slings and arrows (not to mention the wrinkles and such) that living beings have to endure, but it's a damn sight better than any alternative I'm aware of. My friends accuse me of being an optimist, but I'm not that at all- I'm a realist. I'm lucky for the reality I have today, because it could be so much worse.
iSm- double, triple, quadruple post away- your posts are wonderful.
