Near the end of his life, he searched through the motives behind all of the stupid things he had done. When it was not carelessness, it was loneliness.
To be or not to be, or to fly, or to be a bird, or an 8th grader, those are some of the questions. Answers are just more quesions in different clothing, for those 13 years old.
With all this endless singing, dancing, and laughing, this is the happiest place in world. You would just wonder why they call everyone here in the asylum crazy, when everyone else outside choose to live in constant misery and suffering.