<p>Is it biological? Changes and/or fossilisation of brain structure? </p>
<p>OK, I’m trying to be as thoughtful with my words as possible… but I’m sure it’s an issue everyone has come across now and then. </p>
<p>Like take talking with your parents. For a while I couldn’t figure why I dreaded talking to my mother, who I haven’t seen in nearly a year (and why I preferred to talk about life to my sister) while I was eager to talk about life with my friends. And truth be told she calls incessantly, but only because we never talk about anything substantial, so it’s not like I need a “break”. Why would I favour talking with friends I’ve only known 1 year over mother who raised me for 10 years singlehandedly and through hardship, etc.? </p>
<p>I don’t know if it’s with the children, or with the parents, or if there’s some biological basis to the whole “you don’t understand me!” stage (shouldn’t I be just about out of adolescence right now?), but talking about life with my mother is so ceremonial. She never asks what I study or what route of coursework I’m considering – she just cares that I do well (and she’s fairly tolerant of hiccups). She wants an update, and there are so many things that I haven’t told her, but whenever she is at that “we need to talk” stage, talking is so labourious and tedious. She doesn’t really seem that interested that I’ve assembled an arsenal of cooking techniques and working recipes and that I’m bursting with experimental ideas that I’d love to discuss – but she is happy that I’ve learnt to cook, etc. You know what I mean? She doesn’t seem to share my passion about the process, just as long as there’s a successful end result … success in life, I suppose. </p>
<p>I don’t think I’m alone, as many of my friends sometimes talk about the same thing … one once complained to me that her mother didn’t really seem to care about the specifics about what happened during her day or her escapades into science … she was just asking for the sake of asking. And that’s why it’s so tiring! But maybe adults are like that because they’ve “been there, done that”?</p>
<p>I’m not having any real issues … just curious about a fact of life. I want to know to what extent is losing your passion/curiosity as you in age of life inevitable. I guess that’s why I became so disillusioned about Ivies, etc. last year – even those top scholars who go to Harvard and Yale and scored 2400s (or 1600s in their day) grow up, join Wall Street or get some prestigious position, eventually lose their extreme curiosity and passion they probably displayed in their youth.</p>
<p>I remember reading that article about how a woman (journalist? admissions office member? I forget) retook the SAT after decades, and her score was heavily skewed in favour of language, which is continually exercised through life and becomes sort of “fossilised”. Whereas her math scores suffered not only because of the time elapsed since she last used the material but also because (re)learning material becomes more difficult? (More difficult because of lack of passion?). My mother is very knowledgeable about her field (architecture / structural engineering), but she rarely discusses any of her projects with me. (And no, it’s not simply because some of the work involves classified material.) It’s just work, designing and inspecting US Navy destroyers, nothing exciting. And when she does teach, it’s in such an exasperated and didactic tone … <em>sigh</em></p>