Sometimes, like last night, and like right now you feel like you're walking towards something bad. You know that its not going to be good for you and the people that rule your life won't accept it, but you chase it anyway. Without it you feel empty because its your soul, your ambition, your life. If you give it up, you'll be giving up life.
You could give it up if you wanted to... but that's the thing. You don't want to.
You found a book to write your to-do list in. You're hoping that people respect your privacy enough to keep out of it.
"I never got out. I surrendered to the grocery man - to the deckhand on the ferryboat - to the owner of the pool-room. You don't run things around here. You don't run things around here. You've never run things anywhere... ...You've only added youself to the things they ran."
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