I have extensive training in narrow thinking.
Assuming everybody thinks like me, making decisions from a
limited perspective, refusing to let go of processes that have been good to me,
throwing around the word forever like it’s a nerf ball, killing myself trying
to accomplish outdated goals, backing away from perceived negatives, leaning my
ladder against the wrong wall, believing that just because somebody kissed me
once means that we’re in love forever, allowing my observations to bounce off a
thin reservoir of experience, keeping consistent with silly ideas because
they’re too convenient to be killed, and, worst of all, preserving the dangerous
posture of terminal certainty.
And don’t get me wrong, it’s been great practice.
But that brand of
thinking doesn’t serve me.
From now on, I’ve decided to bet on broad.