Me and my beatnik tendencies.

There's no fun in periods and exclamation points.
Sometimes, we should take the time and admit to ourselves that:
WE DON'T KNOW.

So straighten the creases on your forehead with that imaginary iron.
Shrug.
I DON'T KNOW.
YOU DON'T KNOW EITHER.

And now let's do the military "about face" and walk away.
I'm walking.
You should too.