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Blanketing opinions that I'll probably regret soon.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
With a dollar and the amount of time I spend thinking about retirement, I could play a video game.
I once had a friend tell me that he's going to start living like I do when he retires; that's the time for him to start seeing the world, relaxing with friends more often, and spending disposable income on alcohol and rap music. So while he's young, it's just commuting and raising children.
Don't get me wrong, I ain't judging him---love him to death---but what kind of world do we live in where people in their 20s and 30s are already considering what they'll do when they retire? I mean, what's the average age of retirement these days, 75? 80? I don't even know. Them's dyin' times, not livin' times.
People make innumerable excuses why they don't take advantage of their youth. Travel? Too expensive. A new guitar? Too expensive. A new job? Too risky.
My friends, money is meant to be spent as fast as possible on whatever fleeting pleasure happens to be in your face at the moment. Don't forget that. Life isn't short; it's very fucking long. I'm 32 and it feels like I've been on this earth forever. High school seems like a century ago and I'm hardly halfway done with my life, for christ's sake.
In the end we all end up with the same thing: six feet of mother earth.
Don't get me wrong, I ain't judging him---love him to death---but what kind of world do we live in where people in their 20s and 30s are already considering what they'll do when they retire? I mean, what's the average age of retirement these days, 75? 80? I don't even know. Them's dyin' times, not livin' times.
People make innumerable excuses why they don't take advantage of their youth. Travel? Too expensive. A new guitar? Too expensive. A new job? Too risky.
My friends, money is meant to be spent as fast as possible on whatever fleeting pleasure happens to be in your face at the moment. Don't forget that. Life isn't short; it's very fucking long. I'm 32 and it feels like I've been on this earth forever. High school seems like a century ago and I'm hardly halfway done with my life, for christ's sake.
In the end we all end up with the same thing: six feet of mother earth.
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I plan on hitting the lottery sometime in my fifties or sixties. Until then, I'm living like there's no tomorrow on Rolling Rock and Cheez Wiz. And hookers. I almost forgot the hookers.
Step in front of a moving Metro bus today, then chant: "Life isn't short, it is very fucking long."
See if the phrase still rings true. If not, repeat. When both legs are shattered, your skull is smashed, and five ribs have fractured and are sticking out of your chest; you're likely to change your perspective.
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See if the phrase still rings true. If not, repeat. When both legs are shattered, your skull is smashed, and five ribs have fractured and are sticking out of your chest; you're likely to change your perspective.
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