Saturday, February 4, 2017

Gonna soak up the sun . . .

Existentialists view death as the ultimate fraud.  They fear boredom before death far more than death itself.

Sheryl Crow is a superbly talented musician and singer.  She has been quite successful, with an estimated net worth of $40 million.  At 54, she still retains that certain hard athletic beauty.  She has long been one of my favorite performers.

I attended a performance tonight and was no more than ten feet away.  While I enjoyed her performance immensely, it was difficult to ignore her boredom in singing songs that made her wealthy ten to twenty years ago.  She seemed to be on automatic-pilot.

An investment strategist wakes up in a new and different world every day, with a new set of tea leaves.  There are new economic reports and corporate announcements to absorb.  There is no reason nor time for boredom.

Should I feel sorry for Sheryl?