The Big Yellow One is the Title
I think that life is far too predictable. I know the basics of what I'll be doing for the next 4 years and quite a bit of what I'll be doing for the next 50 or so years after that. It's almost as though our lives have been outlined by some unseen force. You can even predict how long you will live... sometimes I wish something spontaneous would happen such as tons of aliens destroying the earth for an intergalactic highway or something like that. I'm sure that would get rid of the frumpish future. (I never get a chance to use that word) Sometimes it's comforting to know your future is secure and that you will succeed but what is that really worth if its cost is repetition and tedium?
Yay for spontaneity! Of course, spontaneity is no longer spontaneous if it is planned or anticipated, so let it come as it will and have fun in the meantime.
ok, this comment makes no sense. Oh well.
And life does indeed rock. Happy 18th birthday!