you know, it isn't an easy job to save the world.

its really not.

'oh i'm sure it isn't, i completely understand.' you say.

but you don't. no one really does.

every morning i get out of bed long before the sun comes up. and every morning my significant other asks me what i'm getting up so early for.

'to save the world,' i reply.

usually that's enough. but today she posed a question to me. its kind of thrown me back on my heels.

'what if the world doesn't want to be saved?' she said

well i don't know. i guess i never thought about that too much. i got so caught up in the everyday madness of it all that it never occured to me. you can't blame me. it takes a lot out of you to save the world, day in and day out, and at the end of the day you just don't have the energy to start philosophizing about the meaning of it all. you just go into the trenches and do your job and you're happy to come home every night, sit in front of the boob tube with a rum and coke, and forget about it all.

but now i'm not so sure. its left me wondering if there's a point to any of it. what am i really trying to accomplish in this whole world-saving gig?

but i don't have time to think about any of it right now. i gotta go do my job.

- posted by Sigurd12/18/2003 08:18:00 AM