My mind is a wanderer. A wonderer.
They say it’s a symptom of our generation. A generation of entitlement. They say it like it’s a bad thing.
Is it bad to feel like there’s something more? Spoiled to think there might be a better way than “paying your dues”, “sticking with it”, “climbing the ladder”? What’s the risk in steering a new course?
What’s the risk of not?
So I dare say I’d rather be entitled. I’d rather dabble in my dreams. Chase the unknown. Fill my life with passion and wonder.
I’d rather pack up and follow my mind wherever it wanders.