This morning I was on the tube into work. It was rush hour so pretty packed as you can imagine. Few minutes after getting on board, I noticed a little girl standing in the corner with her mother. She was dressed up for school and had a little croissant in her hand. She ate into it gently and proceeded to explore the left over with much vigor. She brought it up to eye level, turned it around and dug into it with her fingers. Her eyes were full of curiosity and interest like she was keen on making sense of what she was having for breakfast. She seemed amazed at its composition, its color, its texture; it obviously put a smile on her face as she enjoyed the fullness of the croissant. I watched her out of the corner of my eye as I found this a pleasant scene. She reminded me of myself as a kid and even though I’m older now, I can relate to how it feels to be wrapped up in something out of pure interest. It’s passionate to give yourself fully to something because of a keen desire to know it better. Some say, curiosity killed the cat; I say satisfaction brought it back.
I would love to hear any feedback, suggestions or stories about your own journey…
Unobservable Life 
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