Twenty-three

What I want to understand most is myself, but only because I’ve given up trying to understand others.

I question myself because I’ve learned it’s futile to question others. Most of them don’t ask the questions I do, so of course they don’t have the answers I seek.

I ask myself the questions we should all ask ourselves. I asked them of others not because I believed they had the right answers - their answers may be right for them, but they weren't right for me - but because I wanted to compare their answers to mine. But the few who did ask these questions didn’t ask them of themselves. They asked them only of others.