Questioning My Quest for Knowledge

October 7, 2011 / Philosophy, Psychology / 8 Comments

I’ve always been an inquisitive child. My bedtime story books were primarily encyclopedias. It’s not out of tiger mother coercion. It was simply the thrill and joy of knowing how the world worked. I loved learning about the stars, the plates beneath the Earth, the times before mankind dominated the world. Into my teens, I…