Today’s post is vanity card #689 from Chuck Lorre. Enjoy!
You only live once. A common trope. But is it true?
I have been a baby, a toddler, a child, an adolescent, a young man, a middle-aged man, and now, a five-eigths aged man.
Digging a little deeper, I have been a son, a student, a scrappy shortstop, a bar mitzvah boy, a stoner, a patient, a failed musician, a failed songwriter, a failed Dianetic Clear, a dad, a failed husband, a relentless door-to-door salesman, a failed husband again, a drunk, a professional wise guy, a teetotaler, and miraculously, a success.
Which one was me? Which incarnation was my one life?
I believe if these different me’s were to meet (idea for a play?), there would likely be no recognition. At best, they’d view each other as strangers. At worst, as idiots.
So maybe the real question isn’t whether we only live one. Maybe we should be wondering how many times we die and become something new. Something else.