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Published On: Apr 26, 2006 10:02 PM
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Published On: Apr 26, 2006 10:02 PM
What do you want, anyway?
In my most recent fit of navel-staring, I've been
contemplating what I want out of life. I'm going to be 31 in about a month,
y'see, and if I don't figure it out soon, I'm afraid that I'm going to get
smacked by a great big mid-life crisis, and I'll never be able to figure it out.
Or maybe this is the first sign of that midlife crisis coming on. I don't know.
Regardless, I think it's something we all need to think about. What do we want out of life? What do we need? How can we get it?
The most important thing in my life is friendship. Let me clarify that. There are necessities in life. Food, Water, Clothing, Shelter, that kind of thing. Then there are the variable necessities, like friendship. Friendship is more important to me than marriage. This is probably an extreme reaction to a childhood with few friends -- I know the value of it, and try to hoard it. (for more info on this, see "Oh Brother Who Art Thou" in this same folder.
It's not the only important thing in my life, of course. My family is very important to me. I'm not married, nor do I have kids, but my parents and brother, aunts and uncles, and even some of my cousins are important links in the chain of my life.
My heathenism is of course also very high on this list of important things. I think the other entries in here attest to that. No need to elaborate on it here.
Yes, I'm just a little materialistic. The following items are major factors in my life: My Jeep, my leather jacket (it saved my life once), my Powerbook, my scuba gear. If I ever vanish and those things cannot be found, I wasn't taken against my will. I left of my own accord.
Adventure. I NEED adventure in my life. Hence the current job (and most of my previous ones). No offense to those of you that do, but I can't walk to the same office every day for an entire year and do the same thing every day. And I absolutely CAN'T wear a tie everyday. The occasional funeral or special dinner thing, fine. Every day? Just can't do it.
I'm not looking to find myself, really. Looking at this, it makes me think of the old Edie Brickell album name... "I do not want what I haven't got." Not completely true, of course; there are a few things I want. But "finding myself" sounds so new agey, so irresponsible. When was I supposed to have lost me? Is there a lost and found somewhere? Should I fill out a police report on myself? It just sounds silly and melodramatic. I can't really take it seriously.
What about love? Karitas, as opposed to cupiditas, of course (my medieval literature teacher would be so proud). Not so much, somehow. Yeah, I do kind of want to love and be loved. I just don't see it happening. Most people who know me have heard me say that I believe I'm going to be alone for the rest of my life. For those of you who don't know me: I don't say it in a self-pitying way; I kind of like the idea. It's hard for people in our culture to understand that someone can be happy alone. But I'm not really alone; I'm just not half of a two person person.
Of course, I don't completely dodge that cultural stereotype either. I find myself thinking of what I'll teach my kids (I have no idea where I think these offspring are going to come from, but that's not part of the thought). Not as much as I used to, but I still do sometimes.
Right now, though, what I really want out of life is lunch. Later, everyone!
Regardless, I think it's something we all need to think about. What do we want out of life? What do we need? How can we get it?
The most important thing in my life is friendship. Let me clarify that. There are necessities in life. Food, Water, Clothing, Shelter, that kind of thing. Then there are the variable necessities, like friendship. Friendship is more important to me than marriage. This is probably an extreme reaction to a childhood with few friends -- I know the value of it, and try to hoard it. (for more info on this, see "Oh Brother Who Art Thou" in this same folder.
It's not the only important thing in my life, of course. My family is very important to me. I'm not married, nor do I have kids, but my parents and brother, aunts and uncles, and even some of my cousins are important links in the chain of my life.
My heathenism is of course also very high on this list of important things. I think the other entries in here attest to that. No need to elaborate on it here.
Yes, I'm just a little materialistic. The following items are major factors in my life: My Jeep, my leather jacket (it saved my life once), my Powerbook, my scuba gear. If I ever vanish and those things cannot be found, I wasn't taken against my will. I left of my own accord.
Adventure. I NEED adventure in my life. Hence the current job (and most of my previous ones). No offense to those of you that do, but I can't walk to the same office every day for an entire year and do the same thing every day. And I absolutely CAN'T wear a tie everyday. The occasional funeral or special dinner thing, fine. Every day? Just can't do it.
I'm not looking to find myself, really. Looking at this, it makes me think of the old Edie Brickell album name... "I do not want what I haven't got." Not completely true, of course; there are a few things I want. But "finding myself" sounds so new agey, so irresponsible. When was I supposed to have lost me? Is there a lost and found somewhere? Should I fill out a police report on myself? It just sounds silly and melodramatic. I can't really take it seriously.
What about love? Karitas, as opposed to cupiditas, of course (my medieval literature teacher would be so proud). Not so much, somehow. Yeah, I do kind of want to love and be loved. I just don't see it happening. Most people who know me have heard me say that I believe I'm going to be alone for the rest of my life. For those of you who don't know me: I don't say it in a self-pitying way; I kind of like the idea. It's hard for people in our culture to understand that someone can be happy alone. But I'm not really alone; I'm just not half of a two person person.
Of course, I don't completely dodge that cultural stereotype either. I find myself thinking of what I'll teach my kids (I have no idea where I think these offspring are going to come from, but that's not part of the thought). Not as much as I used to, but I still do sometimes.
Right now, though, what I really want out of life is lunch. Later, everyone!
Posted: Thu - April 1, 2004 at 04:14 PM