What are you curious about?
A Quiet Curiosity

Lately, I’ve been curious about that quiet part of me that seems to always be “on.” The part that’s there when we wake up, when we pause during the day, or when we look out at the sky and feel something we can’t quite explain.

It’s hard to understand this part of life because it isn’t something we can hold or clearly define. It doesn’t have weight, shape, or color—yet it seems to guide everything.
Maybe the mystery isn’t meant to be solved, only appreciated. And maybe curiosity isn’t just about getting answers, but feeling okay with having questions that stay open.
Until next time.
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