Curiosity starts as a nudge, then grips tight. It's the itch to ask why, poke at the edges, chase what's beyond. Stagnation hates it, this keeps the mind sharp. A single question kicks off a search, and that search cracks open something new.

Every leap forward, from wheels to wings, rode that quiet pull. It's not loud, just relentless, and the payoff's massive. Letting it fade is the real loss, following it blind opens doors no map shows. That "why" is the root of everything worth finding, a compass for anyone bold enough to move.