What if
“There are some things I can't explain. Nor I ever will. History changes everyday. One day like this, other day like that. Changing, twisting.“
“What are you saying?“
“Nothing. Just that some things I won't know nor I expect to know. All I know is how home (not)education can really messed you. Not having a single conversation for the things that matter. Not having a guidence from your biological parrents. And ingeniuty.“
“What?“
“Nothing. Like saying you don't trust people yet trusting them. Like having two opposite thoughts in the head at the same time.“ “What if?”
“What if? I don't know. And I never will.”