Contrary To Popular Belief...

It's quite possible to ponder the meaning of life while sitting up in the guard chair for fifteen or thirty minutes. Once while sitting up in the guard chair at the neighborhood pool, I wondered what I was meant to do while spending my time on Earth. Did I want to help people (become a psychologist or lawyer)? Well, I couldn't become a doctor; it's just not in my nature to be mathematically or scientifically inclined in a job. I then had a sort of epiphany and thought, maybe I would become an entertainer, because I had always wanted to be in the acting industry. As trite as it seems, I knew at that moment, that that was what I wanted and I'm on a mission to see how far that will go (if it goes at all).

And then a child pointed his squirt gun at me and started shooting.

It was a long, soaked and miserable sit from then on.