As a little girl, I drove my mother crazy with my insatiable curiosity. As a woman, I sheepishly apologize for it between interrogations aimed at loved ones, co-workers, bus drivers, storekeepers, cashiers, fishermen, and other citizens of the world.
The everlasting desire to see what’s around the next bend continues to land me in unfamiliar territory. Common advice for this affliction is, “When preparing to travel, lay out all your clothes and money. Then take half the clothes and twice the money.”
A minimalist at heart, I’m happy to play servant to my inquiring mind until death do us part. I’ll gladly take half the clothes and will have to do without twice the money.