I Wonder...


I wonder what’s wrong with the world and the people in it.  Can’t we all just get along?


I wonder why people feel the need to share so much on social media sites.



I wonder where sea gulls nest.  I’ve yet to see a sea gull’s nest or their babies, so I’m curious.  I could Google it, but I don’t really want to know.  I’m just content to keep wondering about it.



I wonder how fast mice can run.  Have you ever seen them run across the road?  Those little guys sure can move!



I wonder why I procrastinate.  I would feel better getting things done, but not bad enough to get moving on it.



I wonder when I became so jaded towards certain people in my life.  I’m one to forgive (sort of), but never forget.  I’m trying to overcome these feelings, but it’s not easy.   



I wonder what all the fuss about this ALS ice bucket video challenge is about.  I understand the disease, but enough with the videos already.  I’m beginning to think, the original intent has lost all meaning and now it’s just for kicks.  I’ve been nominated and I will do it, but only to show I’m not a poor sport about it.



I used to wonder what the “P” stood for in relation to airplanes (i.e. P-51 Mustang).  Thanks to my family (who Googled it), I now know it stands for “Pursuit”.  That could come in handy in a game of trivial pursuit.



I wonder what it will be like to get up in the morning without the aid of an alarm clock.



I also wonder, who wrote the book of love…



In case you were wondering, this is what it looks like inside a lobster cage in Halifax Harbour, Nova Scotia (this is my new favorite obsession BTW).


Comments

Simply Suthern said…
Love the Lobster Cam.

Someone needs to explain to these guys how lucky they are and to not do it again.
August 28, 2014 at 5:28 PM
Rachel said…
I wonder some of the same things.
August 29, 2014 at 1:20 PM
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