I know it’s currently not midnight, and this would be more of a soliloquy than a monologue. I also know that I shouldn’t sit up at night sleepless, and then attempt to write a blog. However, lately, there have been many midnights that I have been awake and a lot of them have been spent thinking of the inevitability of death. That is not necessarily a depressing subject, but it is one that I believe deserves a profound amount of thought. I’ve mentioned in the past that more friends than I care to count have died in the past several years, and they weren’t, by today’s standards, very old. Many of them were quite sudden. Again, right now, I’m not necessarily sad so much as reflective.
Another year has gone by and another friend has passed. In the past five years, that has numbered over 20. That’s four per year, like a quarterly event. Of course, I don’t like it, but it is inevitable. People die every day. Loved ones pass away. We still live on. There have been numerous times I thought about no longer having friends and loved ones. No friends, no pain, right? Except it’s those people who enrich our lives. They are the people who make life worth living when everything else tries to get you down.
I think I first started this blog post months ago and here it sits. Here I sit, waiting for another funeral of another friend, thinking possibly that we never spend enough time doing what we should be doing in life. We should be getting out there, talking to friends. We should be getting into conversations and arguments. We should be appreciating people and those moments that will never come again. John Lennon said it best in the song “Beautiful Boy”: Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.
We collect stuff instead of memories, we go to restaurants and play on our phones instead of engaging in conversation with the person across from us. We work 60 to 80 hours per week and sleep on the weekends or play games until our minds turn numb and we fall asleep. We forget what the wonders of childhood are like. Now, I know, we have to work 60 to 80, sometimes a hundred hours per week to make ends meet, we are attached to our phones because we want to stay connected to the people we haven’t seen in years, but the ones we see every day are sitting in front of us. I know most of us don’t get the sleep we need, and I know, one blog post that’s more than half rant, won’t do much, if anything, just remember, we only have one go around in this body and these people, so please, try to use it wisely.