So if here isn’t where I want to be, then where the hell do I want to be? Nothing’s ever enough for me, is it… I always want more, better, something else, and yet I never know what I really want, or what has the potential to keep me happy and in some state that isn’t bored frustration that makes me want to scream or cry or walk away and never go back.
It may eventually happen that we’ll all show up here and be sent home immediately with little bags of our stuff. Or maybe it won’t. You never can tell with Internet-based companies, can you?