Memories

Sometimes it seems that the most interesting people I've known are dead. 

I know this could be considered as an insult to those people I know who are still alive, and some of them are pretty damned interesting, but really the MOST interesting people I've known did tend to die fairly young.

The funny thing is, the person I remember being most insulted by my saying that was someone who I really hope lives a long and happy life.  A person who isn't nearly as interesting as many of my dead friends, but who I've loved knowing just as much if not more than many of them...

Because, in spite of what our frenetic, input driven society claims, there is more to life than interesting and entertaining.  There is decency, kindness, love, compassion...

Qualities that many of my interesting friends either didn't have much of, or didn't often choose to share.

But the interesting ones tend to be the first to die.

Just something that I got to thinking about tonight.