When you walk through a door you see a coffin because someone died. You go through another door and see people crying and you want to know why. You turn the corner and see a father yelling at his son and his son trying to hide his tears. You keep going straight and see young teenagers and bottles of beer laying around. Through all these rooms you walk through all you can think of is why, why do things happen?
Why Do Things Happen?
May 18, 2012