When we're new and fresh, our thinking is liquid. We're hot, we're passionate. We go with the flow, we move forward in rivulets of 'hunch'.
Then we encounter some ‘success’, and we begin to put things in place, set up structures; fix things to walls, in diaries, in terms and conditions. Then if we're not careful it all becomes less edgy, less seat-of-the-pants, and our passion cools. We can soon become all structure and no fluidity. We begin to know what’s going to happen because it's no longer running out ahead of us – it's contained, it's no longer dangerous; it's safe, it's known.
I was thinking recently how much worldwide attention a molten volcano gets, and how little attention is given to a dormant one.