We have an innate desire to be remembered and leave a legacy. The things we do to have our existence be marked somehow. The need to be thought of even if we aren’t around to witness it. It’s the carving your name into the playground bench reading ‘Maddie waz ere’. To plant something that’ll hopefully pass the test of time.
I did horribly in my A levels and my response was just that – “good enough”. I knew I wasn’t going to get much from it and pulling that piece of paper out of the envelope on results day confirmed it. My eyes skimming the contents briefly and promptly sliding it back in, shrugging and hearing myself utter those bloody words.
Remember inception? That huge blockbuster that came out in 2010 that essentially drove you crazy by leaving you with a tonne of unanswered questions? I’m talking about that stupid spinning top where we were left questioning everything – essentially mistrusting Cobb’s sanity itself? Yeah, that one. I’m still not over it.
I have always loved the show ‘How I Met Your Mother’ and Barney’s mantra of “Challenge Accepted”. Barney Stinson is an existence made up of a collection of funny quirks.