Tuesday, January 4, 2005

You want to stay, you want to go, there are ample reasons for either choice, and the indecision grips you at times, yet it also retreats–out of sight, out of mind, as vanilla as a dozen overcast days. The bottom line, if we had to simplify things, is restlessness, a feeling shared by many I’ve asked, myself included, and I’ve concluded it’s endemic to younger people. Maybe older people as well, I don’t know.

You want to be happy, but you also want drama. Single but married. Freedom and a three-car garage. You want to be unique, as if there’s any room left for that, but you also like the box. If you actively commit to settling down, are you somehow compromising? Because we never compromise, not like so, not in this lifetime, right?

I believe there’s enough nervous energy circulating to thwart at least two laws of thermodynamics, don’t you think? In the end, though, it all balances and we’re back at zero. It will. It must. Right?