The answer to “why?” is just a story
Why did you buy a coffee?
I was thirsty
It’s a habit
Wanted caffeine
Needed the social interaction
The answer might be any or all of these but I don’t know the answer any more than you do.
We’re storytellers and confabulators who have convinced ourselves we know the truth.
But that’s just another story that we’ve told ourselves.
The truth Is that we don’t know. But as soon as we’re asked and we give an answer which becomes our truth.
So if our answers are all stories, who cares? What’s the relevance?
It matters because not all stories serve us, or those around us.
What stories are you telling and what do they say about how you see the world?