Sometimes things happen without reason or rhyme…
… the unthinkable stops us.
For a moment we pause, we don’t breathe, but our heart still pumps so eventually we keep moving. It is hard to find reason to move with world events jolting us with stricken strides every day, even hour.
Perhaps the greatest reason to move is that the world keeps turning, as insane as it is in our atmosphere. The sun still rises in the east even if the rest in between is ridiculous before settling in the west. If I had to sum it up with one line:
Life keeps moving, so move or be moved!
If you really want a reason, realize you can be the reason for someone else to move and grove. Go ahead, give the world a reason! (It is too early IMHO to say reason for the season)