Recently had a visit from an old friend who, to phrase it most unpoetically, is unemployed. The japanese might say he is NEET - not in employment, education or training. He seems to be having a smashing time, which my colleagues pragmatically attribute to the fact that he has means. Good for him, I think to myself - why not take time off to do nothing when you can afford it? I remember once upon a time I told myself I would work six months a week and then take the money and goof off the other six months of the year. I wonder how many years ago I told myself I'd do that; I may have inadvertently wasted half of my life in the years in between! All that time I could have invested in cultivating a healthy state of leisure!
Then again, perhaps all this is idle talk - there are always those moments when you ask yourself - why am I where I am now? Is this what I wanted? Am I doing what I wanted to do? Living how I wanted to live? Surrounded with the people I wanted to be surrounded by? These questions are as persistent as the question of what you will eat today, what you will do tonight, where you will go tomorrow, and probably about as meaningful. Maybe I just need a drink.
Oh right, for those of you who followed this blog (the blogspot one), this is a hundred posts. Since 2005. I GUESS THAT CALLS FOR A CELEBRATION RIGHT?
Yeah, well, maybe tomorrow.