Saturday, October 22, 2005

The Yellow Brick Road

Future plans: it seems everyone has some idea where they’re headed, or if they don’t at least they have their future acquisitions all mapped out and carefully budgeted for. Car at 23, house at 26, marriage to the nice boy next door at 27, 2.5 kids (carefully spaced out, naturally) by 32, the insurance plan, retirement investment plan, children’s education fund, the requisite local and overseas holidays, all efficiently planned years in advance.

Woe be anyone who doesn’t have a ‘plan’ much less a clue where their lives are headed, what they want and how they’re going to get it. The horrified pitying looks that follow such a foolishly brave announcement would be enough to make you want to repent remorsefully before you quietly do yourself away so you wouldn’t have to inflict anyone else with your directionless existence.

Sometimes I wonder how many out there make up all the stuff people want to hear just to quell the questions and patronizing concern for their welfare. How many purposefully lie just to seem not soo utterly lost?

PS: Two things:
1. This is too heavy for the weekend, I apologise.
2. And I'm not as depressed as I sound.

2 comments:

mae said...

you're not? really??

sheesh.. seems i missed the first 3 goal posts. i'm 27 and a half and i hv no car, no house, no husband.

how??
now you r makin me depressed

NQ said...

hahah!! Didn't mean to drag anyone down with me ;)

I practise zen-like acceptance, but if all else fails there's always denial. But for the sake of mental health maybe we shld consider rewriting the rules, heh.