"No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man."
~ Heraclitus
On my morning bus run today I was imagining what the movie of my life might look like.
Imagine:
The scene opens.
My bus rolls gently down a country road,the Sun peeking through the brilliant colored trees on a crisp Autumn day.
Of course I am driving (the part of me being played by some George Clooney/Tom Selleck/ Sean Connery looking ruggedly handsome actor).
Leaves are falling gently to the ground like colorful snowflakes as Billy Joel's Summer, Highland Falls plays in the background.
At my first stop, a silver haired very recognizable.impeccably dressed starlet gets on the bus,her bouquet a combination of rose water and a freshly baked apple pie.
CUT!
That's the way the movie version of my life may open.
The reality of life is all of the stuff that takes place after the director yells CUT!
The quiet country road is actually lined with 5' high piles of leaves that make driving nearly impossible. There are utility crews and landscaper's trucks positioned everywhere I go, making the journey that much more challenging.My first passenger
is clad in mismatched seasonably inappropriate clothing with her Depends on the outside of her outfit. And the aroma is more like moth balls and ,well other things that I really don't need to share with you.
Of course the bus is still being driven by a rugged handsome guy (that being yours truly), but you get the picture.
The 2 hour cinematic version of my life may be worthy of an Oscar .
Unfortunately, life is really much more than that.
It is really made up of all of the bits and pieces of raw footage that end up on the cutting room floor.
I am pretty sure that if all of that were included in the movie,it would not be a box office hit.
When it comes time to tell the story of my life.I guess I will have to sort through all of those bits and pieces that have been tossed aside .
For now...........Alright, Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my close-up.
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