Sometimes, sitting alone, I think. Only sometimes. I seem to be too busy reading a book, watching a movie or slaying dragons on my PlayStation 3. But those precious times when I cajole my brain to work, I think about life and its great questions. Questions like – what came first, the chicken or the egg? Or something deeply philosophical like – who let the dogs out (if you know, do tell me)? Or the most recent one – what water sports could a non-swimmer like me enjoy in the Maldives?
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