I wonder why my ego is so dominant that I feel compelled to take showers anyway, rather than just becoming honestly smelly like people used to be in the good old days.
I wonder why a recurring childhood nightmare is still echoing all these years down the line.
I wonder where the recurring childhood nightmare came from.
I wonder whether, if I knew that, it would stop echoing.
I wonder whether getting drunk teaches you more about the fundamentals of life and the human condition than going to school does.
I wonder whether having a high IQ is more of a curse than a blessing.
I wonder why I’m always in such a terrible mood in the mornings.
I wonder why injustice, be it personal or social, bothers me more than most things.
I wonder why people don’t realise that money doesn’t actually exist, but is just an abstract mechanism that can only function as long as there’s common consent.
I wonder why people sometimes smile at me.
I wonder why YouTube is so good at persuading some of the worst specimens of humanity to crawl out of the woodwork and give us the benefit of their opinion.
I wonder why I feel guilty about hurting people’s feelings, even when they’ve tried so hard to hurt mine first.
I wonder why I still do things which subsequently make me feel guilty.
I wonder where Zoe Mintz lives these days.
I wonder why the writing of lists bores me.
I wonder whether I’ll regret posting this.