What makes a “good” morning? Does it mean there were happy events that morning, or does it mean the sun rose again? Things like this always confuse me because there is no actual meaning to it- it’s just a matter of opinion. When we walk up to people and say “good morning”, half of the time it wasn’t exactly a good morning. I’m using this for an example of how we never really explain everything. When a kid is in trouble, do they ever tell the entire truth/whole story? Most of the time they don’t because they are afraid of what will happen. But in the end, they realize that telling the entire truth will get them in less trouble than they would have been if they didn’t lie. We, as humans, need to open up more so we can work out our problems before they get even worse.