This is an embarrassingly big deal for me, I wrote a whole manifesto on it at justinboogaard.com/dearfiance.
With my new time, I asked the 'big questions'
"Does the universe exist, and either way is anything important?" When you think about that too long, your face starts to feel weird. I'm still struggling with this, but that's a good thing.
I realized I lie to myself a lot.
My roommate/business parter pushed me to admit to myself that I pretend to know a lot of things. That was hard for me, but only after you find your boundaries, can you start pushing them.
Then I discovered how much I like to figure stuff out!
Once I admitted how little I actually knew, I got curious. Over the last couple months I've started working on understanding the brain, physics and I'm learning how to code!
To learn anything right you really have to dig
You're on the right track once you've clicked every link on the Wikipedia page, and then every link on those linked pages, and then fact check those suckers and submit edits.
Now I love being wrong, and it happens all the time
Statistically, we're more likely to be wrong in life than right. But once I learned to love that, to love the pursuit of truth, lots of doors that I thought were closed, opened for me. It's cool!
Still not so sure about the universe though...
But maybe that's the point.