The end is overrated

Just a bit more and then I’m done with this.

Free, not responsible, fresh and ready for the next thing.

It starts with early scolarisation or maybe with house chores. Blame whatever tells us that the idle end is the goal (and enjoy your cookie while you do nothing).

It follows a life that repeats this notion in ever more complex systems. Finish primary school and do secondary, with university awaiting and a working life in some ladder.

But please, do look forward to battery-recharging breaks in between! All the way up to idle retirement, when you’d better get active, or else put up with your best half 24/7 (until final idleness and do rest in peace).

Quino once said that life should be the other way around: Starting old and getting younger all the way up to a final climax. Later, Hollywood made a movie with Buttons of some sort. Nevermind the fantasy. If life was in reverse order, someone would find a way to put idle as a goal in that regression.

This is not an ode to finding passion, nor carpe diem nor carp coi.

This is an invitation to consider what may happen if we take the things that matter differently.

Or put it this way: After the final escalator, they may welcome me with (yet another) lecture on how progression works up there.

I’ll tell them that fluffy place is overrated and I’ve more important things to do than climbing clouds.

But nice try anyway, Pete.