Posted by
The Big Guy on Wednesday, August 06, 2008 6:25:13 PM
Why is it that in one 24hr period I can get 1 year older.
I don’t feel 1 year older. In fact other than a few pains when I get up or move, I feel the same. Don’t I?
I seam to mark every year with at least 2 revelations. As I get older I am constantly reminded how much I simply don’t know. Why people do what they want to do, instead of what I think they should do or what they say they are going to do. People really do what they want to do. Why people seem to care about things that I find a waste of energy.
I have been recently to a message therapist for my back ingury. Nice person really. She told me that she uses her energy to, “assist in the energy flow in my body.” I guess getting older has blocked my energy. I wonder if I get like 10 therapists and they all work on me would I regain my youth. I didn't know I had energy. I'm always tired. OK, I am good for a few hours on saturday still. Another thing, I am more open to learning or even not needing to pin every single thing down to an absolute. Of late I understand why so many of my peers go back to school later in life. I would love to go back to school. I think older studends are much more serious. I think we, the babyboomers, should take back the colleges. Could you imagine the look on these liberal teachers faces when they looked up and saw us sitting there questioning everything. Not just sheep like we tended to be in our early years. Bluntly, I am on the quest for knowledge. I can't read enough. I won't settle for junk novels or stupid movies that show stupid people acting stupid. I don’t know what I specificaly quest for. At my age I am fine with that too. I want it all. You say this or that?! I say explain yourself. You say why? I say why not! I am happy to debate anyone about anything. I'll even take a tough side of an issue. I want a challenge. But don't you waste my time. Thats another thing. Boy do I gaurd my time. I am angry when it gets wasted. I don't even like waiting at stop lights when there is no other traffic. Whats that? Can't they make a system that detects this stuff. How much of my life gets wasted waiting at lights? These answers might come to me by my next birthday. I have learned to be, “in the moment,” to mentally participate in the daily things I do and see. To quote an old friend, “Imagine what you will know on the day of you death.” That sucks, getting older really isn’t for sissies….