October 05, 2015
(Thoughts) Curiosity
I've always wondered why people are so curious.
Why would someone look over your shoulder or stare at someone cause they're different? If you hear a loud noise, would your attention waver? If I glance over at a direction, would you be curious and glance over there too? Why do people continue to stare at me as I type on the train?
Maybe we just want to satisfy our thirst for knowledge of the unknown. The unknown is something I fear slightly from time to time. The unknown could be something simple like not knowing what's around the corner, people leaving out information, or to something complex like people's opinion. Some may call it paranoia, but I just think I like knowing things.
I think I've somewhat trained myself to stop staring less and think about nothing. Sometimes when I'm staring aimlessly into the thin air, I'm not actually paying attention to anything. I'm not thinking about what is going on and I lose myself in the serenity.
Throughout this trip, I've noticed the locals' glances and discussions as we, foreigners, bounce English back and forth. I can understand or interpret some of the local conversations. I notice their glances as we walk by or how they seem to judge our actions.
Weren't we taught from a young age that staring is rude?
I used to think of all the "what ifs" that happened in my life and why it did not happen. But why should I think about the past when there's so much to experience in the present and future? Why pay attention to all the regrets when there's so much going on around you?
Let the "what ifs" go, and experience life around you.
Your regrets and past experience will still be there waiting for you.
