"You know how you get an automatic A if one of your roommates commits suicide?"
Sandy frowned. "That's morbid, Sally. Don't say that."
"You're the one who'd need it." Sally snapped her gum. "Didn't you get a D in your last midterm?"
"No… an F…"
"See!"
Everyone wonders about his or her purpose in life. Why am I here? What should I do with my life? What is my destiny?
I'm not the type of person to sit and wait for an answer. So I've given myself an answer. I can sum it up in a sentence:
I want to fundamentally improve the world. (Hey, we gotta aim high, right?)
Slam! Here that? That's your Window of Opportunity slamming shut.
These windows aren't open for long. Some shut sooner than others. But they all slam shut sometime. The trick is getting through it before it closes.
"You done good boy," praised Momma Timmy, filling me with a sense of pride only an impressionable youth would feel when commended by an adult. Those were some great years, those high school years.
Well, no. High school sucked. But at least I could hold my liquor. (Praise the public school system!)
Weekly random rambles, musings & writings of Mike Lee in San Francisco, CA