I guess the subject makes it sound like this is going to be some lengthy diatribe about global warming or recent politics. My general sentiment for Sarah Palin notwithstanding, this will be as far from political as possible for fear that I might never stop ranting.
I digress.
Things change. People change. I have changed. It's best if we all come to terms with it and move on. So many things are different than they were 5 years ago, two years ago, a year ago, or even a few months ago, especially with me. Life is an indeterminate science, the depths of which we are scarcely able to comprehend. I've spent all of my life analyzing and interpreting things around me and, despite my relatively grim outlook on life, I'm fortunate enough to have gained a pretty solid perspective on it and life philosophy in general. Woohoo.
The crux of it all, though, is how different our perspectives are. Two people standing less than a foot away from each other (figuratively) can perceive the world in entirely different ways and have completely dissimilar understandings about what is happening around them. One person works too much and another sees them as being self-involved and indifferent about anyone else. One person lives for the moment and the other sees their lack of concern as an insult to their character. One person loves another and the other disregards it as perpetual and is thus unmotivated. Perspective is often mused by irony. Is there ever a correct perspective?
Existentialists will say that the only correct perspective is your own; nihilists and Christians share an odd common view that it doesn't matter (though, for different reasons). People in general tend to be existential in this day and age, though do they choose it or is it simply a default for an otherwise closed mind? Some would say that, much like the nature of existence, it doesn't matter because we will never fully comprehend the contrast between ourselves and anything else; partly because we so rarely understand both ourselves and another well enough, and partly because there is no point if we can't comprehend it. Circular logic is a wonderful thing.
I think that most people would agree that life is less of a path and more like an endless grid of crossroads. We set off in one direction with the people in our life, but whether by chance or circumstance, every junction sets in motion an opportunity for people to disappoint you, things to go awry, and for us to lose one another. The key, though, despite this relatively bleak view, is to stay true enough to yourself that others can find their way back to you should they want to.
Life is frustrating, especially when you feel you are going through it alone.
Anyway.
I will be back in NYC permanently in 3 weeks. Then, I can work 14-hour days at the office instead of in my basement watching Heroes as much as possible. I think I'm going to lobby them to buy a new TV for the creative team. That would be nice. Then again, a lot of things would be.
