Good morning, America. LOLZ. WTF. Coca Cola. Mood rings.
I’ve been spending a lot of time wondering lately. Not about certain extremely specific things. Just general wondering… that honestly eventually just morphs into worrying. It’s usually stressful and unfulfilling with brief moments of teetering clarity and drab nirvana.
I wonder/worry about there being more universes than our own and what that means. What if math ISN’T the universal language and existence is BEYOND BEING BEYOND our collective comprehension.
I wonder/worry about the intricacies of my brain. Today I can quickly adjust the three different knobs that control my vehicles air conditioning (level of flow, placement, temperature) But tomorrow could be a different story. Maybe my assumption of motor skills are just that and the hard drive in my head will eventually fill up and I will unwillingly have to dump files into the ether of nothingness to make room for more unneeded skills and information. Tomorrow the knobs of a vehicle could be dark, strangers to me.
I wonder/worry about the chance that I will never make anything that lasts OR that the one thing I make that DOES last is something that doesn’t properly represent me or the fascinating purist I deem myself to be.
I wonder/worry about the ice caves in Mexico and know that something terrible will surely happen to them because anything that unique and fragile can not last forever. It’s like that wall of graffiti you want to take a picture of and when you finally get around to it… it is painted over with a map of the United States. Or a Coca Cola sign. Or an intricate kaleidoscope of mood rings.