For one thing, it clearly does not want to make sense.
I mean that in the nicest way possible, but still. I mean like, look at it this way. We can try to understand it, but we never can. Ever. Like, no matter what. We can try really hard, but still we won't be able to.
Though sometimes I never want to understand. Half the time I want to just... accept exactly how life is. I hate to do it, but I find myself doing it anyway. I just contradicted myself a bit there.
Damn. I'll come back to this later.