Comment: The "why" question troubles me and has since

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The "why" question troubles me and has since

kindergarten.

I was sent to the corner of the classroom for some unknown offense but there were crayons, paper and paint there so I had at it. Why not, right? Next thing I know, I'm at the chalk board with my nose against the chalk rail, inhaling chalk dust.

I had strict parents, with rules in place that I knew how to follow prescicely because I knew WHY I was following them. So I grew up happy.

The "why" question has always dogged me, too.

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