“Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat or a watch to take out of it, and, with burning curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit hole under the hedge.
In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.”
They say curiosity may have killed the cat, but we mustn’t let that stop us. If Alice had been more cautious, she would have never found Wonderland. As a matter of fact, I would venture to say it is a necessary aspect of every worthwhile adventure. All great discoveries begin with a tremendous sense of curiosity.
I’m so glad you’ve found your way here! If you lived in my neighborhood, I would invite you to come ‘round for a chat, while I put the kettle on to boil for a cup of tea. Then you could make yourself at home, and we could sit and share life together.
Feel free to look around as long as you like. There are still a few dusty corners needing to be furnished, but no matter. You are always welcome, and everyone’s a little unprepared at the start. There won’t really be a particular theme; just a dose of my curiosity about the world, with my thoughts being put down on paper. But please, don’t let me do all the talking. I’d like to think that I am a good listener, and I would be keenly interested in hearing your thoughts.
You may write to me if you wish, leave a comment, or simply connect with me elsewhere.
Wherever you are, I hope that you are feeling warm and comforted at this moment.
God bless you and keep you,
The Curious Poet