I’ve never had to speak at a funeral, but I can see how eulogies and celebrating the life of a person may be disjoint from one’s personal feelings. With the loss of a person, I don’t think anyone’s kneejerk reaction is “let’s celebrate this person’s achievements.” It’s mourning of personal loss, selfish or otherwise.

Mortality is always a sobering topic, but I imagine when I’m old and senile, then I will be able to try and ponder the mysteries of the universe.

Sometimes I think about life without the deep thinking — the people who work their day jobs and end the week nights with worldly distractions, rinse and repeat. Other times I think a little larger scale and consider the life of the impoverished and those who suffer, so far removed from intellectual, artificial distractions like THE SOCIAL WEB and HEDGE FUNDS and BRANGELINA. Perhaps these people go through life worrying about the next meal, from the moment they can work till their last days.

With that perspective in mind, I feel pretty lucky to be dabbling in my intellectual distractions, sharing my feelings and being able to sit at a screen and type stuff to keep the electricity on and put food on my table.

See you around.