I love a man with a sleeve.
I often ponder what it is like to wonder.
I often remember fondly what it was like before we couldn't get an answer ( not necessarily a correct one) to everything with a few clicks.
I think it is sometimes nice NOT to know.
To wonder for a while.
To ponder.
To think and come up with your own answer.
To go to the library and find out.
Don't you think?
