It all makes sense... it's all worth it... when you hear that little voice coming through the line saying "When are you coming to see me?" Life has a definate purpose, if only for the milliseconds it takes for that kid to utter those simple words. Of course that falls apart ten minutes later when you hang up the line and realize you are still in this life, not in Paris or London or whereever you wish to be for that moment. But its alright. That definate purpose can be remembered. For no other reason than you're here to make a difference for that kid. Funny, right? The things we think matter, and all it takes is a sentence to put things into perspective... Welcome to the world of black and white.