I first picked up The Lord of the Rings when I was nine. It was too dense.
I tried the Economist in my teens. It was unintelligible.
But give me a few years, a few new experiences, a little more life lived, and all these things suddenly made sense.
I first listened to Meatloaf in my twenties. It felt odd compared to everything else I was listening to.
If something doesn’t make sense now, it doesn’t mean it’s a write-off forever. An openness to things we once found distasteful may allow us to discover things we now deeply enjoy.