Asking questions is lonely work.

Ever wonder what your purpose is, has been, or will be? Have you ever questioned who was the person that named the eating utensil - fork? When little children (usually about 3 years old) ask why, have you ever wondered why yourself? Are we fated to go through life asking unanswerable questions?

Been in rather a funk today - found myself questioning my every move, thought, deed, and action all day long! Should I do this, should I say that, should I go there, should I stay here, what if I don't do that, what if I just forget everything and not do anything at all! Weird day, all in all.

Couldn't help but wonder if I'm the only idiot left in this world until I met another blithering idiot today! After talking to this person, I felt even worse about my questioning and funky mood, because I couldn't keep up! She asked me "What is?" When I replied "What is what?", she said "Exactly!" And, walked away! Left me standing there thinking that I must either come up with better questions or give up questioning completely!

The men in white coats will be coming for me soon to take me to the rubber room at the funny farm, but I will make every attempt to not question this endeavor as I am sure bouncing around in there will be the best thing that's happened to me for quite a while. Who am I to question?