The thing that sticks with me, though, is how flippant the people that spoke to me were about our most precious and finite of resources: time. Six years is—when I do the common-sense estimation of my life expectancy—about 20% of my life! I can venture that it is about the same for the peers that expressed their reservations about my choices. Time is a precious thing and not, in my belief, to be spent “standing on your head”.
How many of us stand on our heads?
I think about that even more as old friends and family begin to pass on over the years. So, the title of my imaginary greatest hits compilation is “Not Standing on My Head: A tribute to the past, but more a promise for a better future”.
What’s the title of yours?