9 May 2012
To wonder. To be puzzled. To be utterly confused.
That is what it must be like being a child. All these strange rules and ideas.
An adult have litte left of the imagination that the child posesses. They ask questions we would never dream of doing. Such as why are apples not blue instead?
But when an adult starts to question things we are seen as either weird or annoying.
Perhaps if we did ask more questions there would be a lot more answers as well.
Perhaps we would have blue apples and purple pineapple.
I Have A Slight Wonder... • Opuss № I