Wonder, I think might be my favourite word. It is simple yet holds endless possibilities. It’s like a cliffhanger.
I think I spend most of my waking hours wondering. It works as nectar and my buzzing just goes on and on and on.
I wonder about the future,
I wonder about the past,
I wonder about my existence,
I wonder about human’s existence,
I wonder a lot.
And in turn, feel a lot.
Or
Maybe I just like to think that I feel too much, that somehow I am possibly the only one amongst 7 billion humans who has just a little wide spectrum of feelings.
Or
Maybe it is just that pathetic need we humans have, to feel unique, to validate our existence.
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