Some nights, after the day has died down and the vast expanse of a clear night sky inspires wonder, I find that I have so many questions about my life.

I want to know about the who, what, where, when, the why and the how.

I wonder about my past and how it has affected my present. I wonder about where I’m going, whether my path will remain fairly straight or throw me a curve, and I wonder about my own mortality.

I wonder about the next five years, the next decade, when I’ll retire and what I’ll do when that day comes. I imagine that I’ll see all the places that I’d like to travel to, but I don’t know when they’ll happen, or which will come first.

Some nights I have so many questions, while other nights the thinking and the curiosity is too much…too draining, full of too many possibilities, too pointless to engage with, because no amount of wondering will make anything more clear. Tonight, for me, is one of these nights.

I want to wonder, but wondering isn’t going to do any good. Doing, however, will. And I often think that if I don’t do more in general — each day, I’ll end up being one of those people who is at the end of the line saying things like I wish I would have, could have, should have.

I feel like I’ve done just enough in my life so far to make me want to continue doing and going and seeing — and for that I am grateful. It’s not a lot, but it’s like that little bit of fuel still left in your tank that allows you to get to the next gas station in the middle of nowhere…just in the nick of time before you run out completely and end up stranded. And then you can go on your way once more.

Tonight I am thankful for the “just enough” that inspires more, and for knowing that wondering can inspire action, or complacency. Here’s to action.

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