Ciao
(used to express greeting or farewell)So this be it...the last day of the week, month, year, decade, century, millennium. And I gotta tell ya, I’m not really as excited as maybe a lotta people are. Like the million people who partied -- God, I hate party as a verb -- in Sydney already. Or the how many who will be in Times Square tonight. I’ve never been one for crowds, but also, I think there’s simply been too much hype around this whole thang.
Consider the irony that Time magazine named Albert Einstein to be the man of the century. First of all, the name of the magazine. And second, Einstein essentially proved that time is more or less a figment of our own imagination. Or if not imagination, then certainly perspective. And no, I’m not talking about those fruit loops who think — rather arduously — that this shouldn’t be the millennium it should be next year.
I’m thinking about the fact that today is going to be tomorrow in another dozen or so hours as of this writing, and that will be that. As George Carlin noted, the weather will continue to change from time to time. And with any luck, I won’t write 1999 on my checks for too long.
I do, however, take these occasions to look back and forward, to realize the scope of my life; to see the events that were significant moments in themselves in perspective. Whoa! It’s some life I’m living. So much has happened — is happening — and much of it under-recognized in my confusion and anxiety.
I liken this distancing perspective to flying in a jet plane. When you take off, the ground is whizzing by at 180 miles an hour. But when you are at 30,000 feet and the ground looks to be moving slowly beneath you, the plane is actually flying three times faster.
Anyway, I start a new j-j-job on Monday, as director of marketing and communications for a holding company that includes a variety of real estate development operations, my new airline, some high tech, and a variety of other businesses. I will be responsible for all of the advertising, promotion, and public relations of the whole shebang. I’m excited at the diversity, because it will mean a constant flow of myriad new elements to engage different aspects of my experience, ability, and mind.
And if that wasn’t enough, I get to pick up my new .22 target pistol after the mandatory 10-day waiting period, and I will start studying for my instrument flight rating.
Some things won’t change. I’ll continue to tone my body, grow my heart, and deepen my soul. And my life will be made ever more joyous, living with by my dear and loving wife. Cool, n’est-ce pas?
See ya Monday.
And that’s SetonnoteS...I’m Tony Seton.
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