|Life Glows at times....|
Do you ever contemplate life?
After much thought, it seems 'L' is for 'Life' after all. I have it on good authority. I may now participate in life.
" Would that be for the ' the simple, ordinary, --or the fast, racy version, Doctor?" I winked, grinning sheepishly.
" I didn't know there was a difference." he said, smiling subtly whilst scribbling hieroglyphics on the prescription pad. You know the ones. Chicken-tracks.
Eyes twinkled. The doc's eyes always twinkle mischievously.
"Life in the ordinary lane might be best, since you're over 29 " he says.
"I was not born in 1929 " I reminded him, tongue in cheek.
"Not '49 either" he added, squinting in the med file. "....but life in the ordinary lane"....trust me, you'll live longer" he says, slapping the Rx paper on my outstretched palm.
"See 'ya again, remember, it will be helpful to keep breathing in the meantime". He laughs, walking out of the room.
I hear him say "Well, how are we today, Mrs. Schlappenveiner?" just before the solid birch door to the next examining room closes with a 'thunk'.
Out into the sunshine I go. The receptionist smiles as I leave.
I have to remind myself of that prescription regularly, being excitable. I remind myself twice before I get to the car.
Rx: Life in the ordinary lane: "I would recommend you breathe in, breathe out; breathe in, breathe out...repeat as required --and have fun doing so".
That might be the good doctor's prescription for life in the ordinary; I'll just add a few basic nutrients in the form of food, vitamins, and essential water. I'll consider a successful career, interesting job, and a wonderful companion. Add a healthy family, a few neighbours, a Volvo station wagon, and an endless supply of money, and we are ready to 'play at Life' .
" ....and for as long as you enjoy doing so" may also be a suitable post script to scratch on your stone in the garden" the good wife commented while we were eating glazed doughnuts.
It has been since drawn to my attention that it's important to remember that part of the prescription, --particularly if you want to adapt the upgraded version:
"Life in the fast lane".....
For life in the fast lane, do all of the above, just faster and bigger.
Add a limo, a racy red sports car, saucier companions optional, a 12-bedroom brownstone castle with swimming pool, tennis court, endless entertainment, and a stainless steel barbeque center big enough for medium-well-done or Prime Rib bleu au jus for a crowd of 60.
Don't forget to count the the maid, the chauffeur. --and the old guy next door, you know, the one living life in the ordinary lane.
Do we actually get to choose how long we shall live, regardless of lane chosen too?
The Doc twinkles when I ask him that one too. He says "Hmm..."
L for Life- is more complex than even the doctor cares to admit.
Is that Incoming I hear?