A Case for Exploration...

Fact: The world is HUGE, yet quite paradoxically tiny as turns out. Whichever your point of view settles on, there is a second fundamental fact: It (the world) is your playground and, like a delusional Chihuahua with an oversized ego and an equally swollen bladder, you must Leave Your Mark on it. Life is far too short and the world far too replete with things to be discovered for you not to.

Fact #3: You don’t have to travel across the world (although you should) to partake in the aforementioned LYMing and Discovering. Whether across the street, across town, across the state, or across the planet, there is an abundance of life to be lived and a bounty of treasures to be stumbled upon. But it’s up to you to put on your Sherlock Hat and sleuth up something worth experiencing.

Now I’m no expert on life, and by no means should I be telling you how to wade through its choppy waters. However I do believe that the fact that 99.9% of every one of my days is an amazing one tells me that I am doing something right. What that something is exactly, I haven’t the slightest idea, but I’ll take a guess and attribute my everlasting happiness to a farrago of my intrinsic clumsiness and my penchant for losing my personal effects, both of which are part and parcel of my shorter-than-average attention span and everlasting curiosity. That last sentence was just an overly elaborate way of saying I like to explore things, all things; near, far, familiar and unknown. It’s basically scientifically impossible (don’t fact check me on this) to have a bad day when you are constantly discovering new things about the space you are occupying at any given moment.

For this reason I tirelessly explore. I do so regardless of whether it’s the corridors to the right side of the elevator, which I rarely (if ever) frequent because my office is situated within the corridors left, or the unfamiliar neighborhood that will act as my home for the few days that I am on a business trip. I explore them both with equal curiosity and enthusiasm, and I almost always find something that makes the foray (however small) into uncharted territory worth the effort.

When was the last time you discovered something? I hope to the Flying Spaghetti Monster that it wasn’t more than a day ago. Our Homo sapien sapien DNA is encoded with a genetic a propensity to explore the unknown, it’s why we stare into space with such awe and wonderment. Stay true to the great legacy of the explorers that came before you. Make our nomadic forefathers proud, even if what you discover may not be as history changing as figuring out that that giant block of ice you just crossed led to a whole other continent. Make the answer to the question at the beginning of this paragraph “TODAY”. Go Explore!!! …and make liberal use of your swollen Chihuahua bladder.