Sometimes, I wonder Does anyone else think like me? Or, am I an anomaly? Everyone I have met Think mundane things. So many worries and pet hates. Immersed in this beguiling world. Filled with importance, They have no time for my weird questions and thoughts. I, too am like them. Mired by worries and deluded. Yet…. Yet, these questions bubble within me. There is so much to know. Knowledge seems within grasp yet imprisoned by my ignorance, I can’t reach it. We were all children once,