When I meet somebody I wonder what they have for breakfast, or why they've chosen to wear the shoes they have on. Stopped at a stoplight I look at the old man in the truck next to me and wonder if his wife is alive, or if he was ever married. I wonder why people are afraid and why some are not. I wonder where I'll be in six months. I wonder if I'm exactly like everybody else, or if not, exactly how different I am. I wonder if it's true that bad things happen to good people and if most bad things can be avoided if a person has courage and strength and intelligence & I always wonder when somebody gets sick or hurt, why? Is there a God? Is marriage nothing more than a long, long, long friendship? Will my children hate me some day? Is George Bush truly evil or stupid or is he just an average man making mistake after mistake? Is it better to hate and reject and in so doing avoid being the one first hated and rejected? Is honesty not the best policy?

Will there be another terrorist strike on the U.S?
Are there other planets with life we would recognize on them?
When science declares that "this is simply not possible" could that assertion yet be wrong?
Is DU addictive and why are we here instead of snuggling in bed with our teddy bears or loved ones?
Will my arthritis progress to the point that I can't walk?
Does my mother think I've done well with my children? Does Dad ever worry about getting ill and dying?

Who does not wonder? I wonder if there is any such person.