“it isn’t just me, is it? Everyone under this sky is alone. No one is safe. Terrible things happen. If you survive, what do you do? You go on. That’s all. You’ll never know the reason. Why one ship sank and another weathered the storm. There is nothing to understand. It happened because it happened. You make what you can of what remains to you, like the river goes on flowing. I have a reason for getting out of bed in the morning – because I still can. Maybe that’s the only reason that counts.”  ― Anonymous