I find myself asking a lot of questions these days.
I don't ask them out loud, only in my head. There are many, many questions, and I'd love to know the answers.
I think I have long asked these questions, but I probably ask them more often, and am more cognizant of them, when I'm drifting aimlessly through life as a single person.
What are these questions I'm asking?
"Why would anybody marry that dope?"
"Why would anybody put up with her?"
"Why am I not surprised he has a trophy wife?"
I spend a lot of time wondering about the personal lives of people I see, meet or work with.
It's a sad little game I play, and it makes me wonder what people who know me, or pass me in the mall, think when they see me.
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