The moon has always been one of those things in nature that captivate me. I wondered as a child, how it could be possible to see the moon at night, but also at times through the day. As I grew and learned about how the universe works, it began to make sense from a physics point of view, however, I still find myself feeling a spark of excitement and wonder when I see the moon hovering in the middle of a daytime sky.
That moment; that spark of wonder; I think that’s something we are all missing out on. I’m going to spend time searching for the things that ignite my curiosity and spend more of the precious time I’ve been given in this life filling my soul with wonder and the beautiful world around me, rather than wading waist-deep in the muck through the synthetic reality society dictates.
I’m not saying this will change much of who I am, but it certainly can’t hurt now, can it?