Mid Life Crisis Spent Fuel: The Vanishing Value of a Career At 37, I found myself in a place so strange, so unfamiliar, that it made me question every life choice I’d ever made. No, I wasn’t lost in the wilderness or stranded on a desert island. I was in a boardroom.
resistance The Reluctance to Change Change is like your grandma's old sofa. It’s familiar, a little uncomfortable, but you’ve been sitting on it for years, so why bother switching to something new, even if it’s starting to sag in all the wrong places?
