“It’s totally up to you. We can go or we can go home.” AJ said to me, leaving me with the final decision. I hemmed and hawed and said “Let’s just go home…” until my FOMO kicked in when all my friends said they were going. I never had a huge desire to go to the Charles M. Schulz Museum in Santa Rosa. Growing up, I certainly enjoyed reading my Peanuts cartoon and the day after Thanksgiving I always found myself glued to the TV, watching A Charlie Brown Christmas. But it never occurred to me to make a pilgrimage to the museum for the man who drew the cartoon, no matter how influential he was in the artform. In the end, I had no regrets for caving into my FOMO as the museum itself gave me a newfound appreciation for a master storyteller who dedicated his life to bringing joy to the millions that read his artwork.