Today marks the autumnal equinox where summer turns into fall. As I am in my fifth decade of life, I see similarity between this time and my own as I leave my summer behind and begin my journey into the next season.
With that metaphor in mind, I bring to you a ceditra entry I wrote a few weeks ago. For those who need a refresher course, ceditra is the term coined by the Brazilian artist Abril Pajyaso to for the process of creating art through a random process.
For my writing entry of September 5, I picked, at random, the following line from page 783 of The World Almanac and Book of Facts 2010:
Health: Life Expect: 76.1 male, 82.3 female
The above Almanac statistic concerns the country of Germany. By comparison, for Americans, the figures are 75.3 male and 81.1 female. For further comparison, for Burkina Faso, life expectancy is 50.7 male and 54.5 female.
On a personal note, the figures for the American life expectancy means that I am past the halfway point of my life.
That’s quite the sobering thought when I realize that all I have to show for my life is the knowledge that I:
–in seventh grade, did help a neighbor call 911 who had fallen down in her garden;
–have sired three wonderful children;
–have been on a television game show back in 1990.
Really, can I think of anything else (other than a medium-size pile of regret and a large-size pile of waste after 41 years of consumption) that I have done that is noteworthy?
Of course if I want to leave this pessimistic train of thought, I could say that it is never too late to learn. My compilation of trangoe poetry is about ninety-percent complete and it simply needs to be refined. There are other things I could do to leave, as Sara Hickman sings about, “more than my name in stone”.
It is odd to me to be in that phase of life where my options are narrowing. As a kid, all options (theoretically) are open where I could have been a firefighter, sports broadcaster, actor, or bus driver. But now, at forty-one, with a family and a part-time career, the options now open to leave my mark are collapsing like a wave function.
Back to today and I think I’ll simply go outside and admire the turning colors of the leaves with my children.