So you’re driving down the road in your car- in whatever car is sitting in your garage or parked in front of your house. And now let’s say that the road you’re driving down is in California; we’ll call it Folsom Boulevard. This Folsom Boulevard just happens to bisect two of the most picturesque neighborhoods that you’ve ever seen. The houses seem to be sprouting out from behind perfectly cut hedges and wonderfully paved walkways leading you down a crimson-brick road to front doors which yearn to be knocked on. The gorgeous array of colors surrounding every inch of these houses is craftily painted by so many different genuses of flowers that it would make your head spin if you even began to try to differentiate them all.
All the while that you’re driving down Folsom Boulevard the only thing you can seem to think about are these houses and the people who must live in them. The cars passing on the other side of the road are like little distractions trying to seize your attention away from your mesmerizing gaze. In your mind, your family and friends become nothing. What used to be there has been replaced by the family and friends that you’ve imagined would live in places like this. The work that you’ve left behind has been replaced with some new chores: cutting the lush green grass around your beautiful abode on Folsom Boulevard while all your friends are playing in the pool out back.
Minutes pass and that’s all you can think about. Then days pass, and the thought of life on Folsom Boulevard never leaves your mind for more than five minutes. And while you’re busy thinking about the life that isn’t yours, the life that is has been passing by- withering away without a flinch from your despondent body.
In A Perfect Getaway, a very recent film, a perfect example of the dangers which arise for wanting a life that isn’t yours is played out in this pseudo-thriller story. David Twohy, the writer and director, molds his film around the idea of two people wanting a real sense of love that others have. The film is grounded around three pairs of recently married couples in Hawaii and one strong news story about the recent murder of honeymooners on the same island. At one point or another throughout this film, the audience is made to believe that any of the three pairs could be the murderers. It’s very entertaining and although it does not fully deserve to be called a thriller, this movie has its moments and one final twist at the end which fully reveals the story.
The events which took place back on Folsom Boulevard, though completely fabricated, happen extremely often to most people. There will always be something out there that you want. It can be a pair of shoes, a new electronic gadget, a girl, or a life. Whatever it is that you want, someone else has it.That fresh pair of shoes you saw in the store back there, someone has them. That new blackberry that can read your thoughts and jot them down in email form, someone has it. That girl you just passed wearing that low cut white dress, yeah- someone has her. But the most dangerous of all, though, is to want the life that isn’t yours.
It’s one thing to want the nice Corvette that you just saw scream down Folsom Boulevard, but it’s something completely different to want to be the person sitting behind that smooth, leather steering wheel.
The life that you have isn’t something that just sprung up one day out of nowhere. It’s something that you’ve worked on for years and years. It’s something that has been hand-crafted by you. The choices you have made and the people you have met all helped in some way to craft your life. To want anything else not only debases yourself but it also debases the people who have in some way or another helped to create your life.
Now, once again, this is not to say that to have a role model (of sorts) is a bad thing. Having a role model life should only do one thing: give you little hints on what to add to your hand-crafted life. If you happen to be driving down Folsom Boulevard another time, don’t pass by wishing that it was you tending to those straight hedges out front. Instead, ask yourself what you can take from that life. Ask yourself what it is in your life that the residents of beautiful Folsom Boulevard don’t have and be grateful that it’s yours. Everyone wants something because no one has everything.
This is your handiwork. Made by you, for you. Enjoy your craftsmanship and keep building.