When I was a young girl, I had a lot of questions. I usually presented them to my mother fully expecting her to have all the answers.
When is tomorrow?
If we happen to see the most beautiful girl in the world, how will we know if it is the same one the guy in the radio is talking about?
Is naptime over?
What if this is the dream and our real life is what happens while we are sleeping?
I still want to know.