There seem to be a hell of a lot of tweets, messages, emails, social media statuses, advocating the following;
“Life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave safely, in a well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting ‘Holy shit, what a ride!’”
Sounds great, but putting aside the issue of what happens if you skid in sideways 20 years before the end of the journey, I think a lot of the original meaning is being lost on some folks.
Shouldn’t this be a stream of crazy and life defining experiences or challenges, you know, the stuff this is clearly citing? Striving for goals and experiences, regardless of what anyone else or society might think of your goals.
I get the distinct feeling that rather than this, folks are using this as a justification for chaotic forms of apathy. Getting hammered in the same town, and waking up in cold Pizza from the same grim take away, using this wild lifestyle to justify forgetting a job, kids, getting involved in other things… it’s just a different form of doing nothing. Go for it if that’s you bag, I have my own ideas and objectives but you are not hurting me, but be honest with yourself, treading water frantically is still just treading water. It’s a fine choice, but be sure thats what you mean to be doing.