I’m with Dan
It’s a curious conundrum.
At times I understand why Daniel Boone cried “elbow room!” I am frequently far off the beaten path, looking for what’s new…what’s interesting…what’s attention-worthy. When I find it I am filled with delight…until everyone else finds it too. When folks start hopping on the bandwagon, I hop off.
Let’s face it: I couldn’t be one of the cool kids if I tried.
The flip side is that even forerunners get lonely. A little company while we bushwhack would be nice, at least for a little while. Someone with whom to share knock-knock jokes. Or at least someone with whom to agree to not share knock-knock jokes.
I don’t know if you’ve noticed this, but most folks don’t want to hang all that closely with someone who’s so handy with a machete. People who spend a lot of time alone thinking about things most other people never think about are weird. Not only are they weird, but they think not being weird is boring.
Of course, I may be projecting.