I see you haven't met me. I will walk to the refridgerator, grab a bottle of lemonaide, grab a single sock, and grab a hot wheels car. Then I'll go back to my seat with these items, and ask nobody at all "Wait.....why the hell did I grab these things?"
I don't do things because I want to, or need to, or even because it makes any logical sense.
I just do things. I have no idea what I'm doing half the time.
Hey, are you going to eat that ghost?