Mortality, decision making and Stuff

When someone near to me dies, I often question my own mortality and wonder when it’s gonna happen to me.  Cuz, as little as most want to talk about it, we are all on the same path…we’re gonna die one day, I just hope I can live a full life until it happens…I reckon the 80s of so sound good.

But Michelle’s death has me thinking about it a bit more.  A few folks at the wake were saying that she lived every day to the fullest.  I hope I do the same…and on that note.  Chris and I bought air tickets to Indonesia yesterday.  We are leaving sunday to goto Nick’s wedding.  We wil only be gone for 1 week, but what the hell…why not go?  Nick is a great buddy, almost 42 years old…and I reckon it’ll be a great time and cultural experience. 

As I have grown up, I come to these moments of decision making.  Should I do the crazy thing/seemingly risky thing?  Or should I do what I think our culture/society wants me to (whatever the hell that is?)

When Chris, Nick, Brian, and I got BootsnAll going, I remember wanting to spend $500 on a piece of software that we thought would help us grow and do kewl things.  It was a shitload of money back then.  I remember proposing it to the guys and everybody kinda wondered,  I said something like this:

"OK - if we don’t buy it, or try it and don’t give it our all, wouldn’t it be real shitty to look back 10 years from now and say, `I wonder what woulda happened if we tried that bootsnall thing’".

I don’t want to live with many regrets, especially on the big stuff.  Of course, I gots a few…but going to see Nick and be able to share in this moment, will be sweet and since we can afford it, what the hell.  It ain’t the best time in the world to go considering all the stuff going on at BootsnAll (Stuff being we are super busy) - but we are going anyway.

So Indonesia here we come - no Bali, but the island of Java.  We’ll be gone from Sunday to Sunday.