Some days I just really wonder.
Wonder? About what?
Everything.
Everything? That is a lot to wonder about!
It is!
Why do you feel like that’s your job?
My job? I don’t. I just do it recreationally.
For fun.
More of a calling, I suppose.
Like the priesthood.
But with sex.
Of course. There would have to be sex.
I am not giving that up–not even to wonder!
Do you have some sort of point to this wondering?
Do I need to?
Not necessarily.
You don’t sound convinced.
It seems a little pointless to spend your time worrying.
Wondering.
Not worrying?
Worrying is different. That tends to have a point.
I see…
You don’t, but that’s OK.
So what were you wondering about today?
Gray skies. Or really, clouds.
Like what they are made up of?
No…but I could wonder about that!
What then?
You know how sometimes you see a cloud formation that looks like something?
Like a dragon?
Or a castle, or a naked lady, or whatever..
Sure. We all see things in the clouds.
How far away do you think two people can be and still see the same cloud?
Mentally or physically?
Exactly!
Huh. I wonder. So if we stand together and look up..
We’d see the same clump of clouds in the same shape and stuff.
But we wouldn’t necessarily see the same cherub or train or whatever in the sky.
No. But if we were standing a mile apart, would we even see the same clump of clouds, or different ones?
At some point they would be different, because they are moving.
It would depend on which way the air currents were going. And where each of us was standing.
That is a lot of thought to give to clouds passing.
And perspective. It’s interesting. I got a kink in my neck.
From perspective.
No, from looking up at the sky.
I can work that out for you!
I was hoping you’d say that!