What to expect, when you’re not expecting anything.

8 05 2007

Perhaps you are just an average human,  with similar goals, aspirations, addictions,  misinformation, and prejudices as the rest of us.  You can expect to get up in the morning,  maybe have breakfast of some type (if you are a breakfasty kinda person).  Go to work on some type of gainful employment, perhaps marry someone,  maybe even have a kid or two.  You’ll most likely, in your lifetime,  earn and spend a good sum of money,  have a recurring medical condition that causes you to take medication,  have someone significant to you pass away,  have someone not so significant to you return from the grave as a zombie,  and have someone totally irrelevant to you prepare your food in an unsanitary manner.  If you believe in destiny then you think that all of your life’s events are set before you.  If you think that life is just random occurrences in a meaningless universe, you still have to contend with the math.  The statistics that say, on average, how long you will live, what you will do, where you will go,  chances of getting a brain tumor, dying in a plane crash,  getting kidnapped by terrorists, or becoming the personal assistant to Lindsey Lohan.   Either way you look at it, certain things are bound to happen.

Do we plan for these events?  Do we hide in our houses with duct tape, canned tuna, and life-sized cutouts of Xena, the warrior princess? (I’m just using that as an example, Gordon.)   Or do we just accept our fate, say: well I’ll probably get my brains sucked out by diabolical aliens disguised as unripened mangoes sooner or later so I might as well skip a step in the process and give all my money to that nice, smiling televangelist right now.  Oh Joel, you’re like a warm, cuddly teddy bear.  But, I digress.

I think we should live in ignorance to our destinies and statistics, alike.  Then those events in life that seem bound to happen with be unexpected instead.  We can be surprised when we find ourselves in the middle of a jewel heist,  or a denture wearer, or  “patient zero”  for an outbreak of molten flatulence.  If you knew you had a chance for these things to happen, you would expect them to, and therefore wouldn’t be able to experience them in a fresh, excited, and wide-eyed panicky sorta way.

The unexpected events in life are what make our lives unique and special.



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