So I just finished watching 28 Weeks Later. Fantastic film - even better than its predecessor. I'm a sucker for post-apocalyptic films, zombie flicks, and end of the world type stuff. This one however, got me thinking enough to write a bit of a post about it.
Not to spoil the film for anyone (I highly recommend it if you have the means), but it really touches on a quality that I've been noticing more and more about myself and about most other people (humanity I guess in general) lately.
Think for a second, about your strongest strength in life. Whatever that strength may be, I would also contend that in another situation, it is your weakest weakness. I for one, have a special ability to avoid stress in my life. No matter what the situation, how ever grave it may be, I can usually brush off and have a happy night's sleep. My downfall in life (to this point) though, is that I don't get all that passionate about things. Sure, I'll get excited about a certain event, but as far as a long-term goal of achieving a milestone or something - it doesn't really interest me.
Maybe that's what I've been thinking about more and more lately too. What does drive people? I struggle with this question nigh daily. Sure, I want to be successful, but I haven't truly found anything in life that I want to take home and work on. I treasure the ability to go home after work and leave my work there.
I absolutely HATE having to bring work home with me. That's probably why my little business endeavour hasn't really taken off. What i cherish most in life is not working. I suppose I've been moderately successful in my life. Sure, I went to college. Managed to get a degree in four years, but I've never used it.
Success is so subjective a term. I own my home, am married to a beautiful woman, but I'm not ridiculously wealthy - nor will be in the foreseeable future. I won't be attending any galas or events anytime soon - or be a keynote speaker in the next few months.
Yet then, why do i keep wondering if where I've taken my life is right for me? I can look behind me, and see where many of the paths of choice I could have made might have taken me. But even that SENTENCE is filled with so many conditionals that it hurts my head to try to talk about this issue.
Who knows - we'll all probably be dead pretty soon anyway.
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