And the importance of the biggest question in my life changes when I see a white BMW pass by me on the streets.
And I wonder if I will ever be able to own a car like that.
And sometimes I feel if the biggest question is if God exists, and then I put that thought on hold. It is a neutral sentence now.
And when I ponder that does someone else feel the way I do, I feel lost. That question is best left unanswered because I would be terrified by either of the two answers that are possible in this context.

The way I feel about rain on the street or blood on the street.
The way I feel about dawns and twilights.
The way I lose my breath when I see exquisite cloud formations, created by who knows what.
The way little things have me hooked.
The way I see marvels even in the ordinary.