Why was I born into this world as the child of such absolute dummies? And why didn’t I turn into the same kind of stupid tree frog daughter even though I was raised by those people? I’ve been wondering and wondering about that ever since I can remember. But I can’t explain it. It seems to me there ought to be a good reason, but it’s a reason that I can’t find. And there are tons of other things that don’t have logical explanations. For example, “Why does everybody hate me?” I didn’t do anything wrong. I was just living my life in the usual way. But then, all of a sudden, one day I noticed that
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may kasahara you are so me
