As Monty Python so cheerfully sang "Life's a piece of shit when you look at it", but I'm not ready to pull the plug on life just yet. Life is best when you're young, fit, have a half decent job, kids running around and someone to share it all with, but maybe that's just because at that age we're too busy to get too reflective and we have a lot of life in front of us? My Dad always said it was a pity youth was wasted on the young.
I'm 55 soon. The average male life expectancy is Australia is 81.7 years. My cardiologist told me I'd lose 10 years for being a smoker, 10 for being morbidly obese, and 10 for having had congestive heart failure and my stroke, that was last year so theoretically I'm already dead. I did an online lifestyle calculator thing which said I'd be gone by 62, so I'll go with that one I think. What shall I do for the next 7 years? :-)
But back to the grey puppy (I really like that!)... I do get despondent and wonder why I ever bother, but then the 3 year old GD does something sweet or funny, or one of my daughter's friends asks for help or advice or invites me to a get together, or the uke club asks me to help with something, or in summer it's Wednesday night so it's night owls lawn bowls. I am a bit prone to navel gazing but I try to find things to look forward to, and of course compared to a lot of other people I have a lot to be positive about... it's just when you're in that despondent moment it can be hard to find the positives.