For most of mankind the mind is a wonderful, mysterious place that never seems to shut down entirely until one is dead. Questions and wonderings are popping up ad infinitum, searching for answers as it were. One evening, when I was having trouble sleeping, I arose from my bed and started compiling a list of the things I most often wondered about from day to day. Then this collection of essays came forth and the collection became this small book which I submit for the pleasure of all who read it. | Sometimes I Wonder by Karl Boesenhofer, Paperback | Indigo Chapters