My father will tell you this was the catchphrase of my childhood. Just as he thought he finished explaining a subject to me, Why the stingray’s eyes look so strange or Why countries have different currencies, I’d chime in with, “But why?”
He was never annoyed, and if he was exasperated, never showed it.
I guess this many years of asking, “But why” has lead me to places where I can now say within myself, “Why not…?”
Why not leave everything and move away from home to live in the worst places for a low paying gig you love. Why not dream up new ideas and then give them away. Why not encourage others. Why not carry your passport everywhere with you and fly away on a whim.
Don’t take your freedom to ask ‘why’ for granted. Great things happen when people question why things have to be done a certain way.