i am full of curiosity.
i wonder about all sorts of things.
i keep a curiosity list.
my inner critic would like to tell me my curiosity
is immature or perhaps foolish.
kinda like my wishing i do.
but i think not.
i think curiosity is one of the habits of a hopeful girl
of an optimist
an explorer of the world...
right now my curiosity list looks like this:
i am curious about
making my own bath products
how much i need to spend to collect enough air miles to go somewhere warm
the role of genetics and can we beat them
growing my own onions
where all the towels in this house go
the proper structure of a poem
just how to keep my camera clean
saving babies in Haiti
how to prevent the racoons from eating our beloved chickens
nature vs. nurture
true love and how some people miss out on it
just what can i actually mail at the post office
what are you curious about?