Having a bit of a muse today about how living seems to be about the “betweens”, either achieving something in the “betweens” or waiting, using those items to define life or to segment it.

Between birth and death.  Between childhood, adulthood and old age.  Between jobs.  Between relationships and friendships.  Between birthdays, weddings, funerals and Christmases.

Between holidays, between weekends, between parties.  Between getting up and going to bed.  Between meals, between beers.  Between meetings, between emails, between clocking on and clocking off.  Between phonecalls, between SMS’s, between IMs.  Between Facebook posts, between blog entries.  Between runs, between matches, between games.   Between raids, between deathmatches, between LANs.  Between movies, between shows.  Between kisses, between roots, between arguments.

Most of our lives we spend looking forward to things that occur on a regular basis, or working towards making the best of a time period between major events.  Most of the time we just drift while waiting for the next party, pissup, job opportunity or slice of free time.

The question is, what are your “betweens”.  What are the waypoints of your life that assume such importance that everything else becomes stuff to do while waiting for the event or working towards the event.  Can these be used to gauge the type of person you are and whether your priorities in life are wrong (and whether that can be categorically proven anyway)

Approaching 30, getting philosophical, you know the drill.