Before I Leave

As each year comes and goes I find myself wondering when it’ll be my turn to depart this Pale Blue Dot? Along with that open-ended question, I’m sure you’re familiar with this one too: “Why am I here?” And this one: “What should I do with my life?” There are no easy answers for such existentialist ponderings.

68 years ago, Act 1, Scene 1

Someone told me several years ago that “it’s all just part of the movie.” Are we all just actors in the same movie? Kind of an interesting way to look at life isn’t it? Instead of trying to figure out why I’m here and what should I do with my life (or what I should have done) it’s much easier and less stressful to play the part.

You might ask what that part is. I think it’s just being a good human. Nothing more, nothing less.