I've been thinking of him and the other him and old age and roads and a whole horde of other things hardly worth mentioning.
A series of questions:
When I'm old, will I be crazy? If so, will I know?
Do we love summer because it's so short?
What if I had grown up in Alaska or China or anywhere else but here?
Why are humans such a complicated species as opposed to say, rabbits?
And, similarly, how come we are in charge?
What if the world WAS run by rabbits (think Watership Down)?
What is the proper and polite response to, "You're hair is getting long"?
How do airplanes stay up? (Not very original, but I truly do wonder.)
Boys don't cry.
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