Now that I'm old, my perspective has changed from where I was when I was immature. I have begun to appreciate the diversity of human intellectual growth and character development.
Not necessarily all mine.
One starts with the idea that the ideal life minimizes its difficult aspects, and at the end come around to understand that the difficult aspects are the crucial parts. The more of them the better.
The satisfaction is not while you struggle, it's after.
And now that the struggle of my life is done, I'm beginning to see what I missed and where I went wrong.
At least some of the time.
Like a meal: the light parts, the heavy parts and the desert. In that order.
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