my monkied brain (katekat1010) wrote,
my monkied brain

Questions for my friends about life, the universe, and everything...

Here's what Mark asked, about highschool reunions and their purpose:

Ah, there it is. The true Ultimate Point. I feel it now. It is, of course, the hot breath of time, bearing down. This is the dark secret of reunions: They are all about mortality. About aging and the vagaries of the flesh and, you know, death -- how fast you are racing toward it, clinging to the walls of your life like a child being dragged off to bed and you feel compelled to ask yourself, Well, how are you thwarting that feeling? What have you learned? What the hell are you doing about it?

Are you beaten down? Are you singing as you go? Screaming? Have you made the right choices since you were 18? Do you know who you are and why you're here and did it turn out at all like you imagined? Well, why the hell not? Or if so, where are you going from here?

As I headed back to the bar to ponder cheerleaders, I realized that these, of course, are the only questions that really matter.

These are the questions of the day... and are questions I try and ask myself every couple of months anyway...

Flist, what are your answers??

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