Wondering wanderings
Posted on March 29th, 2005 by monsoux
I wander. So does the thought. Is this why they say “wondering”? Let me tell you, if that is the reason, it just confuses pupils trying to learn English. Of course, this is a false argument meant to help me escape, once more, from the daily disappointments and confrontations. Maybe I should focus on philosophy. But it doesn’t pay the bills. It just doesn’t pay. This post is going nowhere fast. Both it and I are stuck here. Wandering. Wondering.
I wish I could make fun of this pensive mood. Which reminds of the daffodils. Which means Wordsworth. Who I am not. But I wish I was wordsworthy.
Greetings from Miercurea Ciuc.
Hmmm…makes ya kinda wonder.