{"id":4439,"date":"2018-01-10T18:59:41","date_gmt":"2018-01-11T01:59:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/?p=4439"},"modified":"2018-01-14T19:00:31","modified_gmt":"2018-01-15T02:00:31","slug":"make-it-last","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2018\/01\/make-it-last\/","title":{"rendered":"Make it Last"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Over the New Year&#8217;s weekend, I was reading a book The Last Policeman by Ben Winters.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s a police detective sci-fi novel. The police detective stuff has been done frequently, and done well. Ben Winters poses the scenario:<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>What if the police detective were trying to be a detective which a life-ending asteroid hurtling toward earth?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Slowly.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It will take about a year to get there.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>So what does everyone do when they know this life (and that would be all human life) ending asteroid is coming?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve heard the maxim, &#8220;live every day like it&#8217;s your last.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Well, that&#8217;s nonsense. If this were my last day, You cannot reasonably do that. If this were my last day on earth, I certainly wouldn&#8217;t mow the lawn.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Or go to work.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>But if it were my last year?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s a bigger scope. In this novel, anyone with means is considering leaving their jobs and going &#8220;bucket list.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Which is all fine, but then how do basic needs get met?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Cell phone coverage gets a lot spottier when the people maintaining the lines are less motivated. And not even there.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Of course, reading about this story, I think about it. What would it be?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>How could I really decide what I would choose to do with a consequenceless year?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>What do I really like best?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I did not miss the irony that I was reading this book over the new year. Which is also my birthday.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>What is it? What is the thing?<\/p>\n<p>Cell phone coverage gets a lot spottier when the people maintaining the lines are less motivated. And not even there.<\/p>\n<p>Of course, reading about this story, I think about it. What would it be?<\/p>\n<p>How could I really decide what I would choose to do with a consequenceless year?<\/p>\n<p>What do I really like best?<\/p>\n<p>I did not miss the irony that I was reading this book over the new year. Which is also my birthday.<\/p>\n<p>What is it? What is the thing?<\/p>\n<p>One thing I know for sure is it\u2019s not one thing.<\/p>\n<p>It takes a bunch of different things to make a life satisfying and balanced<\/p>\n<p>Like the commercial \u201cPart of this balanced breakfast\u201d<\/p>\n<p>It takes the mind blowing and the mundane to make life work.<\/p>\n<p>And it takes trying and tasting and moving on. Some of the things I loved once are not a good fit anymore.<\/p>\n<p>And some of them I\u2019ll never leave behind.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019d fun to think about\u2014what would I do if it were really the things I like best?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Over the New Year&#8217;s weekend, I was reading a book The Last Policeman by Ben Winters. &nbsp; It&#8217;s a police detective sci-fi novel. The police detective stuff has been done frequently, and done well. 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