Curiosity

I’m curious about a lot. I’m curious about the why, the how, the who. The what-ifs, the should-of, could-of, would-ofs. They all seem to strangle my thoughts almost every hour of every day. It bothers me quite a bit; I wonder if there is a switch to turn it off. Like this switch, some times I just wish I could function through the controls of on and off. The curiosity turned off, I have regained my composure and relieved all the stress. But if the curiosity turns on again, I regain my reason for existence again: to learn more, to explore more, and to feel more, all of which tell me to continue being curious.