Inequity

I just wrote this email to an 'old' friend...He asked me what I've been up to recently. I told him...I'm living for livings sake. Existential thoughts have been consuming me lately. I know it's the age old question with some very Sunday School answers...but what the hell am I doing with my meaningless existence? I should at least spend life doing something more fun than spending the vast majority of my time living to pay bills, and that's what I've done for years now. Damn Industrial Revolution. Damn TV. Damn luxury of leisure. I should start riding my bike to work simply to be able to connect to a cause. People like to get riled up about stuff...it makes you feel alive. Maybe that's why I've jumped out of a plane twice...For those 30 seconds or so...looking over the edge of the plane...your heart pounds...your breath shortens...and you realize...this could be it. The fear for me lies in the fact that I wouldn't have left anything worth noting except a 2 minute spot on the local news about some young chick that died in a freak skydiving accident...she leaves behind a young Frank the cat.