Variable X equals Chapter One

While Variable X buries his smart nose on books that never tell anything about me, I burn a lot of ATPs to make sure that I send some family to school. At this point, I am very much willing to give up, even the tattered remnants of my childhood dream, in the name of financial security for my family. It took me the right mix of alcohol and sanity, soda and humility to finally accept the fact that I am part of the constantly growing, perpetual working class. And I must love the atmosphere of this classic, but often unrewarded heroism and allegiance to kin otherwise I will risk myself dying from heart failure. If I am not going to see my dreams come true ITNFP (in the nearest future possible), at least I increase the chances of my closest relations to fulfill theirs. I still don’t have the slightest plan to contribute to the human gene pool, but my sibs are quite made up about donating 50% of themselves to humanity. Thus, better their dreams first, before mine. Hopefully, my clan will have another generation that won’t need to ditch their dreams for money. Product of evolution, I guess. This is where my selfish gene disguises itself as the altruistic streak.

So that’s for the ITNFP timeline. The next era I guess is what I call the FFPTOA (far future prior to old age). Marriage I say is a priority, best to any possible human being or to a philosophy at the least. I don’t have any beef about being forty and single it’s a worldwide trend (no statistical proof researched). But I don’t want to be single and forty plus dumb and so left behind. I need to embrace some new knowledge, some science, a different art, another language and perhaps a new way to solve the angles of squares apart from using basic math rules and common sense. Yes. This might be a terminal case of the rockstar syndrome. It’s this affinity to be really your own character and be set apart from the rest of the species. I don’t need to be someone but I hope I won’t be just another face who walked this earth.

When I am old, all i want is to be at peace with everything; from the difficult choices of the past to the daily rheumatic pains in my knees. No superhero and rockstar syndromes. Just peace. And if by chance, I'd meet Variable X in one of the senior citizen rallies the government might be organizing, I swear I'd give him that long and super overdue hug.