I was going up to Burlington, Vermont with my friend Tami. It was 1992 in the fall. We were on Interstate 93 in the middle of the state at a rest stop. A gal came in and asked a question. “How far to Portland, Maine? I’m driving up from Boston.” We told her she got on the wrong interstate - she should be on 95 and she was on 93. She didn’t question enough in the beginning of the route and consequently, her journey was a lot tougher than it should have been.
How often in life do we find ourselves a lot farther from our destination or goal because we didn’t ask enough questions? I’ve always been a map reader … a connoisseur, if you will … because I hate being lost. I read recipes over and over. I am the person instructions are made for. I will follow YouTube videos on how to fix something … because if I don’t, I will end up lost, with bad food, a bunch of screws leftover, and/or injured. If you question - does that mean you have to follow the instructions 100%? Nope, but it will give you a good base of “tried and true” and something to build on.
FYI, ignorance is not bliss. Ignorance will lead you down the wrong path, and you end up somewhere in Canada. But if you are questioning, and you are always in the “curious” mode - ready to grow, wander, expand, and explore … you’ll find yourself on a blissful path to a well-thought-out destination.