Kiefer Sutherland said, "He loved what he did, and did what he loved. And one can never ask for more than that."
I disagree. I can ask for far more than that.
I have felt bliss. I want instant bliss.
I want more time than I'm slated for, and when my body was twenty-one.
I want sane women.
I want a job that requires no concern about "pleasing people" or making people "happy".
I want my daughter.
I want every human on earth to have discernment.
I want every human on earth to acknowledge and live according to their strength of memory and speed of thought.
I want pizza on a rotating schedule from all my favorite restaurants served at a place of my choosing as I feel, and new types coming out according to a timeline of my fancy.
I want to be adored.
I want to be listened to.
Back to the time thing; I want time enough to flesh out this post and have my afternoon coffee stay hot until I say so.
In short, Mr. Kiefer Sutherland, you're wrong. No. Doing what you love or loving what you do is not all anyone can ask.
Instead of failing at sounding wise, please just tell us how you feel at the news that your father died. Or don't.
People: we must do better at this death thing.
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