Wonder

The gentle embrace of night and the sweet descent into dreams can be a magical journey, one that has intrigued me since childhood. I remember sneaking to bed a little early just to escape into the vivid wonderlands that awaited as soon as my eyes shut. Little did I know, those nighttime adventures were much more than just whimsical stories.

When I was a child, the world felt like an endless mystery waiting to be solved. I can still picture myself lying on the grass during warm summer afternoons, staring up at the sky and asking questions no one around me could fully answer. Why is the sky blue? Do ants have their own little cities? What would it feel like to step on the moon? My parents used to say I was bitten by “the curiosity bug,” and truthfully, I never outgrew it. That itch to know, to explore, to ask one more question became a thread running through my entire life.