The problem with being an adult is that you`re surrounded by other adults.
And some of those stink!
As children we are potentially our greatest most open minded self. Untethered by preconceptions and past experiences.
We have the ability at a young age to see people and things in a particularly uncomplicated way.
We have not learnt prejudices and we don`t make sweeping judgements about people. New tasks are taken with vigour or not at all.
We don`t entertain toiling for achievement, we achieve because we want to and we are inquisitive and playful.
When was the last time you heard somebody refer to an adult as inquisitive or playful without a huge dose of sarcasm.
Children are infamous for saying “Why?” on numerous occasions, but as we grow older this curiosity wanes. Is this because we know everything there is to know? Of course not.
So where does our spirited curiosity go and can we ever get it back?