The Universal

What is the human condition? What is it that binds us together? Why all these questions?

I'm just in one of those reflective moods I suppose.

Having spent a pleasant natter and coffee with a friend, I am seriously contemplative.

Normally I just try to breathe in and out, but this afternoon got me thinking. She asked me what my look was as I gazed into the middle distance. I replied, 'you'd be surprised how little goes on in there'

I wasn't being funny either; most of the time my mind is just sand.

Occasionally a fluffy white cloud drifts by.

Do you ever wonder why you wonder?