2% Milk, Carcinogens, and The Unknown Meaning of Life...

Anniversaries of things I hated happening always peak my thinking moments. It's been an interesting couple of weeks, which included both myself and a best friend crying in Sunriver because the last time both of us were in the Bend/Sunriver area was with important people who have since died. Being overly sentimental and pairing that with a day of ‘too much fun’ is bound to dig up way too many emotions right? So, here is all I have for the moment…

My "Favorite Dad" died when he was 56. I was hanging out with Robin at her house one morning shortly after, and we opened the fridge to find 2% milk. To this, Robin replied something to the effect of, "My dad loved 2% milk. Guess he could have drank the 2% instead of the skim...wouldn't have made a difference."

Greg died when he was 19. We used to always rag on him about smoking, how bad it was for him, and how it would kill him early. To this he replied, "I have a feeling I am not going to live that long anyway." Much to our dismay, that was true, and had nothing to do with smoking.

My sister and some other friends are constantly reporting the cancerous levels of toxins in products we eat, use on our body, choose to use on a daily basis. Are those of us who don't use certain products going to live longer than others? I'm not sure. Do we even really control that when all is said and done and we are knocking on death's door?

So, the last couple weeks have really made me think about what I want, how I want my life, what I can and cannot justify. Not that I have many vices other than cereal, Diet Mountain Dew, and an occasional crazy night with a few too many drinks, but...which direction do you think we should go with our lives?

Personally, I want to live until I'm old...very old...not sure why, and maybe I will change my mind when I get to where 'old' is, but still...some people live wild and crazy lives well into their old age, others drop dead way too early after years of great health, and still others leave us way too early as a result of absolutely uncontrollable situations. Doesn't seem to make sense.

And maybe, once again, I'm just thinking too much at 2:00 in the afternoon.

Songs: I’m going old school with Fair by Ben Folds Five, and a newer song (to me at least) The Nosebleed Section by Hilltop Hoods. 

We are almost to spring people...and I can finally almost sleep on both my sides again, so that means I get to try my snowboard out again soon...even though there doesn't seem to be much new snow.