I had this thought after remembering one time that my DT (digital technologies) teacher at high school suggested that some of the class could try join a hacking competition. Nothing ever came of it, but I thought it was interesting at the time.
What’s really interesting is seeing the choices I made, and asking “what if I did the other thing”. Just off the top of my head, I could be still at uni doing research on maths or physics, I could be working on designing new robots for who knows what, or branching off even earlier, I could have been a doctor like my parents.
I’m only 24, so it seems like I might be a bit young for this kind of thinking, but there’s still a lot of things I could have done differently.
Very true. But, to extrapolate on Plath’s metaphor, you must select the ones that look best and harvest them, dry them to properly preserve them, and store them in a way to prolong their shelf life until you are ready to eat them. Without that planning, they’ll simply rot.