Wondering Day

It started as soon as She woke up. She started wondering. It is as if She felt like going on a memory trip to wonder about Her friends, Her family, Her life. When She was in school, She studied a thing called Philosophy. Maybe that's why She likes thinking so much. She told me She is a Humanist, and that means that She believes She is one of the Chosen People, except that She chose Herself. Her beloved Eddie says that, and She wondered about that today, too. She says Her Eddie people tend to understand that, and She cherishes that. She wonders about Her church. That church was practically Her whole life, and then it is as if someone pulled a cord and disconnected Her. She wonders why that took the sparkle out of Her a little bit. She still has friends from there, but it is all different now. When She started to get sad, I said let's think of something more fun to wonder about. So we wondered about the brunch on Sunday with Him. She wondered about whether her little TexasGirl got a package She sent, and if Her OperaGirl will get hers pretty soon. She wondered about when She would get more of that most excellent hot chocolate. Maybe She can get Deena'sMom to go someday.
I wondered, too. I wondered about what She is going to fix for dinner. Kasey doesn't wonder about much. That rude sister of mine says that as long as she gets her treats, They can do whatever they want. For me, I wonder if I will always be Her snuggle-bug. I hope so. I hope there is a bit less wondering tomorrow, because it makes me tired. Bye, now.