It's not often I find myself wondering why I wonder about things. One day it was, what if the American Revolution never happened, or we lost? I'd asked my boss, who looked back and said, "What do you think it would be like?" More Union Jacks and no pledge of allegiance, was my answer. More cricket, more rugby.
Another time I wondered about a reality where people ate only plastics and metals. Or if we lived on Jupiter. Or any countless number of events happening or not happening. Not once have I stopped long enough to think about the why of such thoughts.
Now that thought has finally crossed my mind. Why do you wonder, hmm? What's the point? T