Sunday, June 25, 2006

Reality Dawns

Life begins at 40.

I've only been 40 for 65 days, but I think I must have missed something important.

10 comments:

Don Hudson said...

What? Life begins doing something?

Marie Javins said...

Some people have told me so. I'm not sure I believe them.

Steve Buccellato said...

I am not yet 40, yet I believe that I am among the living. Am I wrong? How do I tell for sure?

Ed Ward said...

What, you think it strikes like lightning? Or respects the calendar? Or sends you an engraved invitation? Or eschews ambush?

Nyuk nyuk. This is gonna be fun to watch!

Marie Javins said...

So far, 40 sucks every bit as much as 39-and-a-half. What am I doing wrong? How do I make this life thing begin? Is there a button? A chant?

Ed Ward said...

What you're doing wrong is not ignoring it.

Marie Javins said...

All right, if it's a choice between feeling utterly inadequate and ignoring it, I guess it's time to ignore it.

Anonymous said...

Inadequate? Never! Do you have friends? Apparently. Do people care whether or not you're alive and well? Of course! Do you enjoy a delicious cup of coffee and appreciate beautiful weather? Well what else are you going to do? That's all life is, enjoy what you've got and appreciate it while it's happening. Do what you want to do, you're allowed to. There's no checklist that you should tick off by the time you're forty. (If you find one though, let me know, because I've got some work to do.)

That's the big picture. The end.

Marie Javins said...

What? It's all lies? Say it isn't so!

Next you'll be telling me that my prince isn't just stuck in traffic. He's not coming at all.

Marie Javins said...

Hey, that's cool! An emotionally and socially retarded computer tech is giving me advice on romance. Why not?

I guess that with democracy being spread throughout the world, there's fewer and fewer princes anyway.