This post is a part of a series where I explore my purpose in life.

I believe we are all born with an innate curiosity.

I place purpose in feeding that hunger – the hunger of curiosity.

As a kid, I was absurdly curious. As I transitioned from youth to adult, much of this curiosity was suppressed in the name of other responsibilities.

Kids are generally happy. I suppose much of this has to do with their ability to quench their curiosity and learn independently.

This last year, I’ve observed a strong relationship between acting on my curiosity and my mental health.

As such, I place purpose in observing, listening, and acting on that tingling sensation of curiosity. When I feel like exploring something, I’ll prioritize it.

There’s a curious child inside of me who feels trapped. The child wants to go on voyages and expeditions – to learn and explore. I want to ensure that child doesn’t starve.

Suppressing my curiosity is rooted in feeling boxed into a particular field of study.

As a computer scientist, it’s not relevant how a muscle atrophies at the chemical level, or how an automobile engine works.

Well, I no longer identify with labels, and categorizations of myself.

I’m grateful I have access to resources and knowledge.

It’s up to me to seek it out whenever I’m curious.