Wednesday 27 February 2013

42 is, in fact, the Question


As a teenager, I knew everything. 

In my 20s, I lived too close to a inexpensive book store, and explored everything from Russian history to Zen Buddhism to protein crystallography. Even through these years of mind-expansion, deep down I still thought a lot of people made rather odd choices in life, and that on the whole there were relatively few reasonable and obvious options in any given situation. I was family-free, children-free, and time-rich. I was in control of my life and its direction, even while I wasn't certain what that direction was.