Curiosity and Death

I have been blessed with a curiosity gene, sometimes I love it, and sometimes I just wish it would go away.  The why’s of everything can hold my attention for what seems minutes but quickly turns into hours.

Why do our bodies have to deteriorate and does curiosity die before you do? Does ignoring the curious side of you cause you to die sooner out of boredom?  As my mother said, “We get old, we fall apart, we die, deal with it.” I prefer a broader approach.  Referring to medical journals, I learn what causes things to degrade.   It has been said that all cells in our body can only recycle a finite number of times.  Death ends our physical life and to me, losing your curiosity is the beginning of death. 

When my curiosity level is active, I feel alive, I ask questions of everyone which always leads to more questions.  As I continue to be curious about anything and everything, I am alive, I am not dying.  I am holding death at bay.