Lepidoptera is Out To Lunch

"This is so not fair."

"You say that like it means something."

"Doesn't it?"

"Not really. Fair doesn't exist."

"Then what do I believe in?"

"Don't ask me. What do you believe in?"

"I think I do believe in fair. I have faith that it exists. I don't have to see it, and even if I never see it, I have faith that "fair" is out there somewhere, and that this makes sense. Because otherwise it hurts even more."