I must’ve been 7 or 8 years old, it was a couple seasons of going to school, summer break, going to school, summer break, and doing this a couple times and just feeling like, “This is it?”
Sounds nihilistic as I type it out now. But I think instead of a sense of fatalism it gave me a sense of curiosity and discovery, “There’s gotta be more.” And I’ve learned it doesn’t have to be much, and it doesn’t have to answer life’s greatest mysteries but for me to hold onto the curiosity and wonderment to seek.