Ounder

“Just because I liked something at one point in time doesn’t mean I’ll always like it, or that I have to go on liking it at all points in time as an unthinking act of loyalty to who I am as a person, based solely on who I was as a person. To be loyal to myself is to allow myself to grow and change, and challenge who I am and what I think. The only thing I am for sure is unsure, and this means I’m growing, and not stagnant or shrinking.”
— Jarod Kintz

Dilation of events. Keeps me round. Robust. Not here. Not here, escape:

I’m done thinking. I just want to do. I’ve said it before, but this time I have a different perspective.

I don’t care about adapting. I want the world to adapt to me. That, my friends, is the key. There are singular people, singular institutions, singular texts that we all adapt to, that never flinch to us. We should take pains to stand straight and erect and never compromise.

I refuse to compromise. Adaptation? False. I prefer the world bends to my will.