12 April 2012
Why do I speak. Why do I think. Why do I do what I try to do. Why do I sit here writing. Because I can? Because I want to? Because its for the greater good?
There is no greater good, who can I help with words?
But think, just think about life. The life we use and don't even think of.
Like air, never the focus but so, so important. Why?
Why? • Opuss № I