I was in Kinkos today, shipping some gear to one of my FLI Team Riders. Now, I’m not one to be excessively critical, but I’ve used Kinkos for a lot of years, and their employees tend to not always be the sharpest tools in the shed.
This guy though was a whole different ballgame. It took him 30 minutes to tape up my box and print out my receipt. No joke. (Although I could write this as a comedy, because it was quite entertaining, but I don’t want to take the time.)
While he was muttering to himself about his tapejob, I was looking at the Kinkos selection of reading material on display. One book in particular caught my eye: "1,000 Places To See Before You Die"
Really? Is that what life’s all about? Just make sure you get it in before you die? Seems kind of like a morbid outlook to me.
I kind of prefer to to think of my life as "1,000 places to go and REALLY LIVE". Who cares about dying. Why have that be the focus? I don’t want to just collect memories to "look back on" before I die.
Hell no. I want to live fully every day, every moment, and when I die, I like to think I’ll die enjoying that experience as a once-in-a-lifetime thing too… ;-)
It’s just a portal anyway, where "mortality is swallowed by Life".
While I’m a mortal though I’m going to live it up. As I was created to.
