“I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can’t see from the center.” -Kurt Vonnegut
I am definitely not a “live life on the edge” kind of person. You can see from the pictures above that I am content to view the world a safe distance away from the edge. As I looked through photographs looking something suitable for this prompt, it struck me how much I prefer to have my feet planted firmly on the ground.
Some people love to live on the edge. They seem to thrive and grow as they teeter on that precarious edge.
Those people tend to drain the life out of me. They can be great fun but for me, in much smaller doses.
“When one jumps over the edge, one is bound to land somewhere.” -D. H. Lawrence
Don’t get me wrong- I have ventured close to the edge a time or two in my lifetime. (I did not like it.) Fear of the unknown plays part in my dislike. I will admit that. But there is more to it. Sometimes it’s not fear- just a lack of interest. Do I really need to “know” those things that I haven’t experienced if I have no desire to know them? I think that there are things that I might have gained when I was younger, if I had lived (or just ventured occasionally) closer to the edge.
My view from a few feet back can be pleasant. It is often quite revealing. I’ve learned so much about human nature, observed so many details and nuances that would have been missed if I had been standing at the edge, ready to jump. And it is those many tiny things that energize me and motivate me. They feed my creativity.
And so I will continue to stand back here and keep an eye on things. If I’m curious, or so moved, I might take a few steps closer to the edge to get a better look.
(But not too close.)
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This post is in response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Edge.