“By the time I went to college I realized to my horror that “maturity” meant accepting constraints and being bound to a limited career path, rather than blossoming into a deeper dimension of possibility and wonder.”—
And this only just dawned on me - like yesterday - at 41. And you know what I say? Who the hell am I “maturing” for? I’m keeping my wide-eyed sense of wonder and my affinity for small plastic toys from Japan and letting my flag unfurl.