So I realized that i long for adventure. you know, a true hero dives into burning buildings and save little kids... keeps puppies from getting run over in heavy traffic... i just help people print and get their email. Yeah.
I'm a person in pain. I suffer from being totally disoriented and misplaced. I've been born at the wrong time. There are no dragons to fight, no damsels to save, and no sunset to ride off into.
Why the fuck am I alive?