The crippling longing to know more is real. It’s stunting if you look it too long in the face. Instead, sneak up on it - watch it vaguely out of the corner of your eye. Collect the books and records and friends who feel the same with a gentle hand and pounce when your obsession to learn is not looking. Being fearful that you’ll never read enough, know enough, study enough is just someone else’s measure of intelligence. Forget the anxiety and revel instead at the love of it all: the beauty. You want ‘to know?’ Then be the tortoise. Don’t compare yourself to those who explode like fireworks - be the candle that illuminates the darkness and burns all night.












