The Law of John Doe

Some time ago, I was reflecting upon my life. Somewhere in the twenties.

The list of my plausible achievements accomplished can't fill one side of a post-it note folded in half.

By the law of averages, people reach their expiry dates in their 70s if nothing goes too terribly wrong.

By the law of elementary mathematics division, i figured that i've already spent 1/3 of my life, provided that nothing goes terribly wrong as well.

If John Doe has a pie and he gave 1/3 to Government, how much does he have left for himself?

By the law of elementary methematics subtraction, he has 2/3 left for himself.

Wrong.

Because out of the remainder, the large of the 2nd third of the pie will be spent slaving for money, while the last third of it will be focused on spending that miserable amount of money on upcoming medical bills, family expenses and throwing it down the drain for 1/3 of John Doe Junior's very own new slice of pie.

So how much of the pie does John Doe have left for himself?

By the law of tough-shit, all that are left are crumbs.

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On the other hand, I've already had more than my lifetime's share of injuries. Fell again during soccer yesterday, that's twice in a week.

And both time on my left side. My old fractured wrist and dislocated elbow are hurting again.. something's not quite right from inside. And i'm going back for more tomorrow morning.

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And i totally forgot about youjin's birthday. It's on 27th July... i think?

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Laid my hands on Tony Parson's The Family Way.. Brought a new perspective to how shitty life can be with a kid in the equation; the fallability of love after marriage.

Makes me wonder if I'm doing the right thing with my life. Am i being foolish and waiting for the wrong purpose? Shall I just take whatever comes my way?

Laid my hands too, and again on God's Debris.. I feel clever when i have it with me.

Life is a smorgasbord of probability.