I always hoped to live steadily: to have unchanging principles throughout life, the same friends, and the same agenda, and that I feel roughly the same every day.
Why? Not necessarily someone requires it from me, but it’s more internal dragons ask for nonsense. But it seems to me that those stable people are somehow better than me, and when I start doing things again that promised never do again and when I change my mind on a certain issue, I am already feuding because I have no principles, but … maybe it is called flexibility?
You live as the best is for you at the time, trying not to beat down anyone on your road, and that’s enough? Life itself perfectly pre-orders problems without our intervention.
So, at the current time, I am for (unstable) flexible people.
© Fortune, 2009
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