Can one have a love/hate relationship with knowledge?
Like, I hate that I have to know all these things, but I love who I am in knowing things-in-general and these things you’ve said, as I know they make the world a better place for us all.
As I approach 40 and the world changes more and more underneath our feet and before our very eyes, I find myself burdened with knowledge. Knowledge that hurts to have. Knowledge that I’m different, knowledge of how the world works, knowledge of human behavior, and the knowledge of my and all of our limitations. Knowledge that hurts to have.
Can one have a love/hate relationship with knowledge?
Like, I hate that I have to know all these things, but I love who I am in knowing things-in-general and these things you’ve said, as I know they make the world a better place for us all.
As I approach 40 and the world changes more and more underneath our feet and before our very eyes, I find myself burdened with knowledge. Knowledge that hurts to have. Knowledge that I’m different, knowledge of how the world works, knowledge of human behavior, and the knowledge of my and all of our limitations. Knowledge that hurts to have.