Dear Men: Over a decade ago, I gave up about 6 months of my life to earn some titles and macho bragging rights that I assumed (hoped, actually) would define me for the rest of my life. Guys tend to do that: look for strength and meaning in titles, trophies, and tabs. To say that this pursuit dominated my existence would generate the understatement of, well, the decade. Still now, they’re cool I guess. But, the coolness drastically diminishes as I move from one phase of life to the next.
Caught up in the here-and-now, I never considered how quickly those things would become the then-and-there. So, now what? Is that all there is to life: one endless string of here-and-nows that will eventually gather dust and leave us hoping everyone remembers our then-and-theres.