Are you a conformist?
Flash back: you’re ten years old, you and your friends all stand on the edge of the roof looking ten feet down into the leaf pile that seemed so big and fluffy on the ground. After you jumped, you were thinking: I’m not following the crowd next time.
Today: you’re fifty years old and you and your friends gaze at each other over a beer, sharing sad stories about pensions and 401k’s. As the conversation ends, you’re thinking: I’m not following the crowd next time.
Now flash forward: you’re eighty years old, having coffee and sharing your past with a new friend. Well?