I wonder

I wonder, in my weaker moments, if I'll have nearly enough strength to last another year and a half, possibly even two, before I get to be with you for good.

I wonder if anyone reads this blog, and can't decide from one moment to the next if I care.

I wonder what you'll look like in 50 years.

I wonder if I'd be a good mother some day.

I wonder how much gas will cost in a year.

I wonder if I'll ever find a career that will both sustain and support me, and fulfill and delight me.

I wonder where I'll be in five years.

I wonder if (and hope that) you'll be there with me.

I wonder if I'll ever live to drive a hover car.

I wonder if I'll ever lose touch with my best friend since first grade.

I wonder if the red I see is someone else's green.

I wonder...