Philosophizing on kittens
There are two litters of kittens across the hallway from me right now. I’ve watched them grow from tiny little kitten nuggets who can’t even open their eyes, as they’ve learned to see, toddle, walk, run, play, hunt, climb and explore. These little fluffballs will poke their heads into anything. They’ll sneak up on a creature twenty times their size and sink their claws in just to see what will happen next. Learning what comes next is more important to them than any consequences they might have to deal with.
They’re not fearless, or reckless. They’re just confident. Confident that they can handle it. Confident that their support network will be there for them if they need it. Their mom will bail them out. They see very few barriers to just going for it.
I’m not sure they’re wrong.