I use to ask myself so many things and often the first step to getting of know this world is start being curious and ask questions.

Here is my log of questions that grows with every thoughtful face I make when I stumble across something I don’t know

Question log

What do I want and what does the society makes me want?

Would the human species still exist if animals (fish etc.) would be a bit smarter?

Can quotes change the world?

What does clothing/fashion do with people?

How does just being in the moment or doing nothing can make us happy?

Does it help to question things?

Why do we have to know?

Is happiness the real goal of life?

Is there a place where humans have not been by now?

When does love start?

Where do all the lost letters go?

What would make a better story?

Add your own questions to this log

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