Afraid to Ask Questions

Journal entry dated September 11, 2003 and found on my old external hard drive.

Afraid to ask questions that have already been asked. But what if those questions haven’t been asked? Just like this question. The great minds of the past mustn’t of suppressed their thoughts, but inconsiderately asked every question. Someone, at some time, must have asked the questions that discovered the answers to the phenoms that are so pertinent to the functions of today. Stepping out on a limb that may break is a scary step. But how do we know the limb is solid unless someone precedeth out to it? Have we limited ourselves to not asking questions? Blind Americans, being robots in the cold–what a waste