"I knew I'd crossed a boundary when, some time in my
twenties, I simply stopped caring if I was geeky, or chic, or
cool, or nerdy, and that life was too short to fret over such
things. I had my interests and my enthusiasms and if I could
embrace these things with others, boffo. If not? Well, again,
boffo. It didn't matter to me who thought I was being a dork.
Most of the people who thought I was a dork when I was in my
late teens and early twenties have more or less confessed to
thinking I am cool in my late thirties; simply because I forged
ahead with my passions, and have gone on to do a few things
(military, writing, civilian career, etc.) they find laudable."
-- Brad R. Torgersen,
[I reached a similar point intellectually
in high school. I think it's kind of important.]