Shouldn't there be some sort of incident, trouble, or shocking incident breaking out to enrich the colors of life? It's kind of a vague, unnatural thought circuit.

I feel the importance of raising the issue, moving forward steadily and not being arbitrary, and moving one step closer to a conclusion is being raised. Alone, sitting on the bench. Oh, but I wonder what it would be if it wasn't like this. Did I just say wolf waste bark? Perhaps a twist will make it easier for those familiar with the conclusion.