I’ve heard that there are no sharp corners in nature – that the only points and corners are man made. Nature tends to round things off through erosion and the natural wearing-down process. As I get older I think my rough edges are being round-off too.
These days I have a lot more patience, I can tolerate a lot more bullshit, I’m more realistic, and just more – domesticated. In a way that frightens me.
I don’t want to lose the “conquer the world” spirit I’ve always had. I value being level headed and realistic, but I don’t want to stop dreaming for something special. Even when that something special is a long shot.
There is a lot of value in experience. But where life experience can hurt is if it wears down all of your edges – and turns you into a lump of a human being. I think we should fight to keep a few of our edges, but be smart enough to let experience smooth us out where it makes sense.