Am I seeking security or adventure? I’m 61 and pretty settled down. I also don’t have the endurance I want to have, so I think I’m on the side of security.

I never thought I would choose security to adventure. When I was younger (and unmedicated bipolar), I wanted adventure. I went on many (sometimes ill-advised) adventures in Chicago and various other places. I walked in dark neighborhoods at night, rode in a car with someone who shouldn’t have been driving, and talked down an oversize hippie who thought ‘free love’ was mandatory. Don’t get me wrong, I liked adventure, usually.

Nowadays, I do repeat vacations in the same place. I don’t go on roller coasters (although maybe I should fix that).

At least I am adventurous with some things. I am very adventurous about food. If Jamaican chicken curry is a sign of adventurousness, then maybe I am a bit adventurous. Just not the way I used to be.