I like to be on the edge. I do not like to walk on the edge, or sleep on the edge, or live and love on it, but I do like to step up there every so often and take a look.
Most of my life has been spent this way. I have a knack for getting myself into situations that are probably just a bit out of my reach, or my particular sphere, but that is okay.
It keeps me going, refuses to allow me to fall asleep for any extended period of time, or become set in my ways. It keeps me younger by requiring me to continue thinking, experiencing, reaching out.
Who would believe that the fountain of youth is a vision of discomfort? Too much and it turns into stress, which is a sure killer. Too little and I become Rip Van Winkle, sleeping my life away.
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