Saturday, January 16, 2010
It's something to ponder after having had a couple of Mike's Lemonades.
After a soul-searing argument I had this summer with someone, I've thought a lot about myself in a way of really trying to analyze. Do I do this? That? Am I empathetic or just narcissistic? It's something some people never think about, something some probably think about too much.
Especially after a couple of Mike's Lemonades.
40 years on a planet and I am exactly ten times my daughter's age. Today, when I told her I was 40, her eyes got wide. She finally understands enough about numbers and math to realize how many differences that is from her.
Why do I feel an urge to google people I really do NOT want to reconnect with, and a sense of both relief and regret when it appears those folks are not really all that Internet Savvy (or maybe more than I am so that they hide their presence-- but I doubt it.)
I guess because my own life has been a series of losses; I've lost cities, friends, entire lives of things. It's okay, because those losses made me the person I am.
Or is it?
Time to have another Mike's Lemonade and think about it.