Last weekend, we took the kids to the <a href="http://www.mos.org/">Museum of Science</a>. It was fun, of course, but it was also energizing and inspiring in a way that surprised me.

Now that I've had a couple of days to think about it, I realize that I was energized by the all the knowledge that is out there.

I know that sounds incredibly cheesy, so let me explain.

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When you are little, you are always learning -- it's natural and necessary for survival. And then, when you get a little older, you still have school which forces you to keep on learning.

But when you're an adult, you just stop learning and just, I don't know, live. And then your brain turns to mush.

Whenever I drive by the <a href="http://web.wellesley.edu/web">local university</a> and I see the undergrads weighed down by their books I feel a twinge of jealousy. I wonder what crazy topic they are dedicating their semesters to. Shakespeare? Biology? Philosophy? It makes me so nostalgic for my own college years.

I realize that part of the boredom I feel is the lack of challenge. And then I feel sorry for myself.

But why? What's stopping me from learning on my own?

Nothing.

So I'm picking up a book and learning something new. Just for fun. Isn't that what being an adult is all about?

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