I can't stop wondering. I wonder at how many people are curled up at this very moment with their feet touching the one they truly love. Or how many are sleeping back to back in anger, or how many have settled; how many are like me, preparing to sleep alone. I wonder if I'm the only one who reaches out in those brief moments throughout sleep when we wake just slightly, checking to see that they are still not alone, or perhaps forgetting they were. I wonder at how many humans have true regrets, real major life changing regrets that could've changed the course of their universe. Or do we really just trudge along like toy trains, stuck on our tracks with every path predetermined. Perhaps varying a bit east or west as we grow and trick ourselves into thinking we've decided the course of things, but all the courses are set.
I wonder at how things are viewed differently to all, if even colors and sounds are unique to each eye or ear. And I wonder if it's DNA that establishes the weak and the strong, the learned from the ignorant. If each has their own capacity to love and to suffer and if we are pushed and pulled to meet it of our own doing, or that predisposal is foreseen by the universe and it has a road lain for each and every one. And if we can pass with our eyes and hearts closed and still get by or if it will find its way around our stubbornness to open us up and force us to our limits.
If we are truly tired will it pity us and let us come to rest?
