Scratching the Inquiry Itch

 As I stepped out of class tonight at 10pm with a 45 minute drive ahead of me, I sighed in relief-- not because class was finally over, but because it felt so good to spend 4 hours with people who were engaged in learning something.  I know.  I'm a total geek.  But I love school. I can tell that I am more interested than everyone else there, but it doesn't matter.  I ask lots of questions to the professor, to the other students; I want to know everything  Pretty soon it spreads.  Everyone is asking questions- clarifying and inquiring. It feels electric, addictive.   I have to restrain myself so the other students don't start to hate me when we don't get out early because I am asking too many questions.  Someday I am going to be involved somewhere where everyone loves to acquire new information, where everyone wants to investigate how and why, where everyone wants to learn as much as I do.