Pondering the Eroteme

The question mark, or eroteme, as I’ve learned it’s also known (yes, I’m a lonely, lonely guy – I find the time to research such dispensable information), is a pretty special punctuation mark. I have come to revere it in many ways for all the things I manage to imagine it capable of symbolising. My first encounter with the proverbial interrogation point began as a young lad, when I started to take an interest in quizzing. Of course, the connection in that context is obvious. However, since then, the little fellow has continued to be a source of inspiration, or exasperation, as the case may be.

? is the purpose of your existence
? is what tomorrow will bring

? is a tedious weekend
? is the most exciting outing in years

? is that vacation you never took
? is the photograph that is your only memory of a trip

? is that talent you’ll never know you possess
? is the skill you have for things that mean nothing to you

? is why you can’t break free from the tethers that restrain
? is the reins that guide you

? is that vision in your head
? is its translation onto paper

? is why you can’t successfully learn to play a musical instrument
? is why you keep going back to try

? is why you promised yourself that things would stay the same
? is why change is the only constant

?… is a big question mark.

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