Hope dies last
Getting my hair cut the other day, I was talking about current events and the person I was speaking with said that he had invested his money wisely. “I should have never gotten this far,” he told me, having come from nothing. He had bought two houses, he had started saving for retirement early, he had spent the year plus investing in stocks – or so he thought it was wisely.
And yet, all of that wisdom has been collapsing upon itself in the wake of the current state of the economy. Interestingly enough, he does not lament his losses, instead he said, “I think this was needed, everything had gotten overvalued and everyone was focused on the wrong things in life.”
On this, I agree with him. In another hair scenario, I was speaking to a friend who said she had had a date but wasn’t sure if the guy was right for her because he is one of those Eco Greenie Save the World One Tadpole At a Time types. She said while she is somewhat that, she is not all that. And I said, hey it took me a year of therapy to get over owning this house because I was sure I didn’t deserve it not to mention I always considered myself somewhat bohemian.
Meanwhile, the other day I was driving around looking for a drugstore but I couldn’t remember if it was still there post-Katrina. Then I saw it and I thought – wow, Katrina – a little more than three years ago what hope did any of us have in New Orleans? And weren’t our lessons learned that nothing is certain, things are replaceable, and we have to take responsibility for ourselves because no one else will?
But I digress. Someone responded to my blog a few entries ago about more hours in the day – after responding back to his response, I worried if we did have more hours in the day that work would expand to fit the time allowed – but then I realize that I am responsible for not going to my grave a workaholic, I’m responsible for not taking quality time to enjoy my love ones, to listen to music, to dance, to read, to take a deep breath. In other words, I am responsible for my own chilling out. I only hope I can learn from myself.
Ommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.