Life 101: Big Questions, No Answers

So I've done it... I think. I've gotten married, had a child, graduated college, started my career. Well, OK... Not exactly in that order. I'm supposedly living "the dream" right now. Why do I still feel quite awake and firmly grounded?

Society has painted the image of a nuclear family with a working dad, upper middle-class home in a nice neighborhood with no crime. Alright June Cleaver... Let's get back to the REAL reality. The one that exists right outside my front door. The reality which contains uni-bombers, terrorists, bad drivers, tsunamis, rabid dogs and Peeps. OK... I kinda like Peeps, I guess. Do I have a point? Why YES! I do! The point is... How exactly are we supposed to have an idealistic image of what our world should be when the ones we USED to have are tainted, torn and smeared all over the graffiti-painted walls of downtown... wherever you live. Unless you live in Fargo, ND. Then, you don't have any graffiti, just ice sculptures of gang signs.

So here I am... Pondering all of life's big questions. I know I can't figure them out all at once, or all in the same lifetime, even. But I'm trying, just barely, to get by. Little by little, bit by bit. I will survive.