Questions…

Life is so very full of questions. Questions to be asked…questions to be pondered. I find that I question everything. Maybe life isn’t that way for everyone…but tonight it is what is on my mind.

I have always taken after my dad in the way I think. He was a mechanic when I was little, and I always enjoyed helping him out. I like trying to figure out how things work, and I want to understand the big picture of how it all fits together. I think in pictures, and I guess I have a somewhat mechanical mind in that sense.

Maybe that’s what causes me to question things. I want to understand why things are the way they are. I want to understand why I do the things I do, and why I am the way I am. And I want to understand the bigger picture of life and the world around me…What role do I play in the grand scheme of things?