Sometimes I wonder what the point is.
We live, we die, we take the SATs. Roughly in that order chronologically, and in that order of importance.
Why do we work hard in school? So we can work harder once we join the workforce. And then..we retire. Or die. Whichever comes first. Sounds like one of those shady automobile ads.
Is a comfy twenty years worth it? By then, the fruits of youth have ripened, fallen off the tree, and grown moldy. Is it logical that we spend the best years of our lives (I'm estimating around the late 20s or early 30s, which is the approximate time for independence both financially, and more importantly, from parents) working our tails off to set aside some money in a 401k? Why do we stress over high salaries when we know that the Hamiltons and Franklins and Jacksons smiling at us from our wallets exist only at the whim of our government? They're just pieces of paper. Paper with few special fibers and nice illustrations that we pay for with our precious time. You can steal money (I'm not endorsing that, by the way, just saying), you can counterfeit it, you can do a politician a favor. But there is and will be only one March 1st, 2008. And deciding what you want to do with it is a one-time choice. Happens that I'm spending it blogging. But hey, I find it a worthy cause.
Whether you believe in reincarnation or not, you only have a limited time on earth in the body you have right now. So worry about the future when it comes, don't get hung up on the past (In worrying about what's happened, you're wasting time that could be spent improving what's to come), and LIVE FOR THE PRESENT.
1 comment:
You've totally just summed up my philosophy on life (reasoning that all it boils down to is money, which really isn't that great)
But I do think that living exclusively for the present makes one a tiny bit short-sighted, but enjoying yourself whenever you can is a good thing.
And really, everything is only as big a deal as you make it out to be.
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