"Why?"

The word that pops into my head every day. Why? I don't know. Maybe I'm thinking about past experiences. My life. Being depressed. Everything. Nothing. I don't know.

People tell me I say 'I don't know' too much. But I don't care. Why should I? There it is again. Why?

The five Ws. It was always the fifth. Who. What. Where. When. Why. Number five. But then 'How' would pop up just to make sure that Why wasn't stuck on the end. Because everybody loves Why. Even How, which isn't even a W. But Why is special. Because Why makes you think a lot more.

I used to hate the word why. My English teacher used to ask me 'Why?' whenever I made a perfectly valid point on something. My favourite answer to 'Why?' was, and always will be, 'Why not?'