I don’t know.

I walked through the desert until I came to the canyon. It was vast and beautiful. I jumped in.

As I was falling I asked the canyon what was its favorite color. The canyon said, “I like the color of water because it reflects everything.”

I said, “I like blue. I don’t know why.”

I was about to hit the ground when the canyon said, “If you did know why, why do you think it is that you like it?”