Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be an ant. Can you imagine crawling around in a garden and then watching a human pluck a weed out of the ground? It would be the equivalent of a giant pulling up a redwood for us humans.
All the time I pull "what if your name was _____ " statements, because I wonder what if your name really was something completely absurd. Just ask lindsey, she knows the inner working of these ponderings.
Sometimes I wonder what I look like when i'm sleeping, and then people show me pictures. After that, I wish I still wondered :P
Somtimes I wonder why our arms tan, our legs, our shoulders, our backs, but never our palms. I mean think about it, they're always the same color. Isn't that weird? I think its weird.
Sitting here typing this post... I wonder why there are 2 shift buttons, because I only use the one on the left hand side of the keyboard. Poor little neglected right side shift key :(
Coming home from Salt Lake today, I wondered why it's called "rush hour" when no one was really moving all too quickly...
Sometimes, I just wonder about things. Don't you?
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