You know — one of those professors that stopped keeping up with trends before you were born? Those people who no longer have the vision to see beyond what’s in front of them? The people who’s idea of risk is wearing the wrong color socks with the wrong color trousers?
Yeah, one of those people.
That’s probably my biggest fear. Not being poor. Not finding the right guy to spend my life with, but becoming obsolete by my own hands (mind?). Biggest fear, by far.
I don’t want to become one of them. There is always something new to learn. There’s always some place new to explore. And there are always things to fail at so that you can move on to the next thing you always wanted to try.
Yet, becoming a dinosaur seems to be one of those things that slowly creeps into a person’s life — and some much sooner than later. It can start with music or social engagements. It may be a way of dressing. It could be not keeping up on trends within your chosen profession. But what it really boils down to is comfort over risk. The mentality and fear keeps us from growing: “If I step out of my comfort zone, I may lose everything I ever gained.”
And if that happens, you’re stronger. You’re smarter. And you’re no longer afraid of losing everything.
For me, I’m going to keep stepping outside of that comfort zone, forcing myself to travel, meet new people with divergent viewpoints, and learning by any means possible. Understanding the fear is the first step in overcoming it. I don’t ever plan on becoming a dinosaur.
p.s. Thanks, Thomas Knoll, for giving me the rest of the inspiration to finish this post! Been working on it since Thursday and it finally found its direction.