Have you ever asked why your teeth is 32? Like why not 31 or 33? Why not 4? Why 32?
Have you ever wondered why there are no single eye lashes? But a group of short whiskers kissing across your eyes whenever you blink.
I've thought so much deeply. Of the many things that confound in this world. The many wonders, the reason every child speak the same language until culture and religion divide, the difference between happiness and joy, the reason we love who we love.
There's a possibility that anyone could change. Within the twinkle of an eye, within a dying breathe.
Who has yet figured this life out?
