I wonder if I can say that, no, I will still not be getting a cat.
I wonder why I get headaches so often and why Ibuprofin doesn't do anything.
I wonder if I was never meant to live in this world, every aspect of my life works in exactly the opposite direction as it should.
I wonder if there will ever be a day when I want
to get out of bed. Today was my day off and I was in bed for a full 12 hours. The only reason I got up was I started getting a headache, and my pillow wasn't soft enough to make it feel better.
I wonder that my one and only friend will be moving away soon. (I call her a friend even though we've spoken exactly twice in the last two years, and I don't remember the last time I actually saw
her.) But now I won't even be able to pretend that I have a friend.
I wonder if I'm too accepting of death. My own personal deathwish has jaded me from the fact that most people don't want it.
I wonder that I can tell what T.V. show my neighbor is watching from the noise I can hear through my wall...