From the "We Wonders, Precious" File

Tea: Vanilla Lapsang

Music: Rush, "Subdivisions"

Time: Night.

Here's my question chain of the day:

What constitutes true forgiveness? Does it mean forgetting the wrong done? If so, how is it possible to forget -- not file away, not set aside, but lose all memory of -- something which leaves a scar? Isn't the scar itself a reminder?

I don't have answers. I have hopes, and I have desires, and I have aspirations.

But I don't have answers.

Tonight's Question:

Tea: Pu Erh Dante with Vanilla

Music: Norah Jones, "What am I to You?"

Time: Night.

No, Norah's question isn't the question in question.

What I really want to know is ...

(Ha, that's not it either.)

Okay, in all (or at least some) seriousness: Would you rather engage in space travel or time travel?

It's a close call for me, but in the end, I have to go with time travel -- but only backward, and I promise I wouldn't do anything to mess with the present. (Okay, so maybe I'd try to prevent a few disasters -- and yes, Peter Jackson's "King Kong" remake counts.)

Why time and not space? C'mon, you should know the answer by now.

Dinosaurs, baby. That's all I'm saying.

I'm serious, though: Which and why?