What if I left him?
Idle thoughts.
Not so idle. What if?
We’d get a dog, have children. Get a house.
In that order? And then what?
Live, like everybody else.
Is that the life you want?
I went to a fortune teller once. To see what was going to happen to me.
What did you want to hear?
Some … adventure. Something exciting.
Do you have a right to ask for something exciding to happen?
A right?
You’ve got a nice house and a house in Tenerife and a property empire.
Hardly.
And you’re going to start up your own business.
One day.
Don’t you have enough without adventure?
Am I spoilt, philosopher? I probably am. I’m spoilt. I’m spoilt and bored and expect too much.
It’s unemployed negativity.
So you say.
What did the fortune teller say?
That I would have an adventure. At least one.
What sort of adventure?
An erotic one, clearly. With a tall dark stranger. But you’re hardly tall, are you?
Millions now living will never die. I know at least one organisational manager who wants to live forever. They’re into optimisation. It’s the optimisation movement.
Really?
Philosophers aren’t into living forever, I know that.
Philosophy’s about learning how to die. Plato said that.
Isn’t that easy? Don’t you just die?
It’s about how you relate to the fact that you’re going to die. That’s different.
Why worry? It’s probably a long way off.
Unless it happens tomorrow.
Unlikely.
But it could.
If it happens tomorrow – unlucky. I hope I’m not unlucky.
Work in Progress 