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I relate to this; it's certainly how I lived out my 20s and 30s. But then starting around the big midlife retrospective at 40, I started to ask myself: Why was I scared of average? Was it a fear of how I was perceived? A feeling that I needed to prove myself? Was I comparing myself to others? A fear that I wouldn't take full advantage of this life before I died?

Over the past few years, I've gotten more out of doing less. With slowness, comes depth: More serendipitous conversations with neighbors as I walk the dog, or at the local pool each morning.

I naturally wake up with more energy than most people, and they still think I'm a busybody. But I know I've changed. I don't regret soaking up the world like a sponge in my 20s and 30s, but I do find more pleasure in prioritizing depth over novelty in my 40s. Maybe that's a natural progression. I'll be curious to see how it unfolds for you.

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