Why so glum, chum?

Sometimes you stop an ask yourself “Why do I bother.” Then later you ask others and all they do is shrug and move on.

But you can’t.

Because it bothers you. Why do you keep moving if you apparently aren’t going anywhere worthwhile. And why does everyone else? They aren’t stopping. They keep going, despite not seemingly knowing why. Or where. What do they know that you don’t? And why when you ask them do they merely shrug and move on?

These are the questions I’ve been asking myself all week. Why? Because? Because is no longer enough somehow.

What is it exactly that no-one is telling me? And why? What’s the big secret?

I’m just going to sit here and wait until someone comes up with a good reason not to.

Something to say?