C* is for Curious

I've always been a curious person. I cannot get enough information, trivia or details. I cannot stand not knowing about something once it enters my consciousness.

Ask me something I'm not familiar with and I'm compelled to look it up. The problem is that it doesn't stop there. Once I find what I'm looking for, it inevitably sets off a chain reaction sending me further into cyberspace, ricocheting from one idea, word or concept to the next, sometimes for hours.

I never end up anywhere close to where I started. Sometimes, I can't even remember what got me going unless I look back at my browsing history.

Who was it that said curiosity killed the cat?

Maybe one day I'll be found dead in front of my computer; hands still on the keyboard; typing one last query into the Google search bar . . . .

Not such a bad way to go.

*Another Encyclopedia of Me blog.