Michael Jackson via last.fm
I'm not rich. I'm not famous. Few people know my name, outside of
family and friends. I've been on
television exactly twice: once in the crowd at a
Kansas State
basketball game, and once as a featured teacher in
Dayton, OH. But the deaths of
Farrah Fawcett and
Michael Jackson today have me thinking that my life, while mundane and pedestrian compared to these two incredibly talented people, is perhaps happier than either of theirs.
Maybe a lif
Image by Dallas1200am via Flickr
e in the public's eye is what they wanted. If so, then I'm probably wrong about our comparative levels of
happiness. But to have my every move photographed by get-a-life
paparazzi would be my last wish, so I'll sit here in my small home, listening to the stories of Farrah and Michael, and mourn their loss without envying their lives.
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