An old man strolled into his kitchen on a calm and dark evening as he suddenly thirsted for a glass of milk.
As the old man poured his glass, he looked up and noticed a figure sitting at his kitchen table. He stopped pouring and stared.
Once his eyes adjusted and he recognized the familiar face, he continued pouring and offered a glass to the individual. “No thank you,” came the reply.
"I wan not expecting you."
"No one ever does."
"Will you be here long?"
"As long as you would like to take."
"Well, I've never been one to wait around."
"Before we head off, I have a question for you. I'm hoping my grandkids will benefit from the answer."
"Let's hear it."
Why do we carry on when we know the inevitable?"
"You do not have grandkids."
"But, someday my kids will."
"The answer is the reason people have kids in the first place. It's the reason one might strive for attention or a position of prominence.
Why others will tell someone to make something of themself. Why people amass fortunes and why people give away fortunes.
It's what you would discuss with a friend when you're both alone on a night like this one, pondering the future and what it might be like."
"I believe I know your answer.
"What do you mean?"
"You're delaying the inevitable."
"I... I... I just have to know."
"Each individual is given a sense of importance and a desire. A want to be better. And it is all for the immortality of humanity."
"Okay, so why?"
"You're right. I suppose my grandkids don't need to know. The answers in them."