I’d like to think I have a lot to offer the world. In fact, I have several dreams, simultaneously floating around in my head at this very moment about how to inflict my world domination upon all of you. Too bad today like many other days, I seem to wallow in my own self pity so much, that I don’t get anything productive done. Whenever it happens to my friends, I look at them in pity, and know that they can do much more. Whenever it happens to me though, I just wallow in more self-pity at the fact, and then can’t bring myself out of it. What the fuckin’ hell?
I know I can do much more in my life. I’m not exactly young, but I’m definately not at retirement age yet, and don’t deserve to be retiring, since I haven’t given anything to society yet. I don’t want to be the guy who just lives day by day. My parents did that, because they had no other choice. They were born in times of turbulence, having escaped wars, lived through internment camps, and then lived a life of hardship in America. I on the other hand, have had a material luxury that they never dreamed of. I intend to do something grandeur with my life, because it is the only thing I should be doing. I can’t waste my life away like this… Otherwise, I’d be no better than those bums from Berkeley