I used to be a smartass
Now, I am irreverent. I love this. In all the ways that one can mature, this is probably the only one that truly appeals to me. It means that your insightful comments about the world are no longer dismissed as childish ignorance, teenage angst, or twenty-something entitlement.
No. Now, it means that you have taken a broader view of the world, its experiences, and its offerings, added your own musings, perspectives, and thoughtful humor and synthesized it into a meaningful take on all that is. It seems the intuitive recognition, and the willingness to express it, of so many things that are not quite right with the world but are no longer questioned would offer a position of power to those who possess this skill. Alas, no. The status quo holds.
Let’s change that.
I start here with a photo I am titling “Product Misplacement.”
