Sometimes Leoparents get tired.
It is when the questions come back.
With no answers.
Why HIM?
Coincidence? Or is fait?
God? Karma? Biology?
Curse?
The big trial?
Horrible punishment?
Stupid bad luck?
Error within the universe?
Star constellation? Configuration of numbers?
With or without any sense? Justly? Unjustly?
For something or for nothing?
And then we have to go back to the daily routine.
Get up. Smile. Do the inhalation. Suck the tracheo.
Give the medicines. Change. Make breakfast.
Build a tower. Play ball. Go to the post office.
Do the shopping. Live on.
