I had a habit long ago of trying to philosophize. In many ways it kept me functioning when everything else in my life was falling down. I’d question why things happened or what motivated people. I’d try logic or philosophy or syllogisms, or psychoanalysis.
I still do sometimes, though it’s more rare now. Still, every so often I come across a point I ponder. And in kindergarten I learned to share. And so I shall.
