The danger of feeling twenty-five

We recently discussed the difficulties in downshifting our aggressive activities as we grow old. Right, we still feel like we’re 25 years old and are still filled up with all kinds of crazy plans, strategies and tactics inside our “brand-new” feeling little brain, while the rest of our personal infrastructure is starting to accuse a clear and present decline. 

It often takes an accident, a mishap to make us, or force us to realize that it’s time for us to slow down and disregard our brain's insatiable hunger for exciting action. 

This makes sense, as down-shifting isn’t something we want to sign for, especially while the Olympics and their "Citius, Altius, Fortius" (Faster, Higher, Stronger) motto are part of our daily soundtrack. 

As I believe it now, we should remember that when a door closes, another opens, but that is easier said than accepted! Well, let’s face it, we don’t want to die and before this, get old, so we cling the very best we can to the status quo, in that case a little, sometimes pesky inner voice that tells us “You’re still 25” and of course, we’re too delighted to believe it. 

That’s why sometimes, some of us find themselves in big trouble. Some censorship, at least for false ideas, isn’t that bad after all...