Why?
Why a doctor?
Why not a contractor?
Why not a sports caster?
Why not a rocker?
Because...
I don't really know.
I like to learn about so many things, about animals with feet, fins, or wings.
About how Columbus crossed the oceans and about the planets' motions.
This world,in and out, is full of fascinations and incredible creations.
How can we decide to stick with one thing to love?
I'm not so sure right now, but in the end, I may be wearing that blue doctor's glove.
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