Life is but a walking shadow, so what choices do we have? Steph Waller explains the options:
If all the world’s a stage, and all we are is just a bunch a poor players that fret and strut our hour upon it and then are heard no more, then the point of life would be to:
- fret less.
- strut faster.
- reject Shakespeare and all his footnotes.
- click “Next Blog.”
- start your own stupid blog and hope to God somebody, someday, has the good sense to start quoting you for once.
- find your bliss, market your bliss, die famous.
I seem to be combining both (a) and (e); other idiots tell different tales.