Sometimes late at night I think about all the things that have been, all the things that haven’t been and all the things yet to be. I wonder if this world will ever make sense to me, if I will ever truly understand anything… and if there’s really anything to understand at all.

What if.....
What if.....
What if.....
What if.....
What if.....

If only.....
If only.....
If only.....
If only.....
If only.....