Growing up is hard but the world seems to sugar coat it – as if we had a choice between growing and not growing. Come to think of it, we do have a choice. Damn!
Expansion means a part of you has to burst, explode, vanish into nothingness, leaving a new and/or extra space for the new. That´s gotta hurt, sister.
I´ve never been a fan of comfort zones. Never. My flaw, if this can be considered a flaw – I guess it can -, is that I run away from comfortable zones of any sort. Once I got the game, I´m off to a new one. Once I nail a challenge, I´m already searching for a new one that defies me in ways never experimented before. Once I prove myself – key word: prove -, I´m ready for the next bet.
Small ponds are not for me. Already known territories make me sleepy. And bored. Bored is the worst. ´Can´t stand it.
So, here we are, once more flying into Unknown skies. It hurts so good.