When I found myself in that situation, in a restroom in a school 11 years ago, I declined. I suppose curiosity didn't win that time. And it was a good thing that it didn't. And even now, I would never even think twice when it comes to taking in substances that aren't intended to react well with my system.
However, curiosity plays a role in smaller roles as well. You know, what would chocolate with cayenne pepper taste like? I believe Lindt makes chocolate with cayenne pepper bars now. What would it be like to be in a large air bubble, where that bubble would go rolling down the hills of New Zealand, a sport called zorbing? What would it be like to climb the Peruvian Andes and explore the lost city of the Incas?
Curiosity is such a powerful drive, to the point that I believe that human traits can be reduced to just two tenets: humans are selfish, and humans are curious.
Anyway, there's one curiosity that I satisfied recently. I have been talking about this for quite a while now, mostly to people around me. But I never really got the guts to do it until now.
So, what's the change? Well, I now have come to the realization that I have lots more skin than I thought I had. Putting on a shirt isn't as swift as before: now I really have to pull the shirt down. I am more sensitive to air temperature and wind breeze changes now. My eyeglasses don't move around anymore, they stay put.
So, any idea what I did?
The thing is, I have voiced my curiosity about this way back, the earliest I can remember was back in 2002. Seven years worth of curiosity. And I suppose I never had the guts to do it until now. And so I did it last Friday. And I think I like the result. I may stay this way for a bit, who knows.
By now, you may have already guessed. Yes, with the help of a pair of scissors, a razor blade, and lots of shaving gel, I shaved my head. Every square inch of it.