At the core of it all, I guess I just wish I were a different person. I'm not even sure I want to be a better person, just a different one. It feels like too many things are locked in and I wish I had a release valve or could just explode and let it all go. Screaming, crying, mowing down 30 people with an AK-47, leaping from an airplane, spitting in Slightblinder's eye, shrieking and waving my hands in the air while running down the street. All of it sounds like it'd be preferable right now but all I've got is tiny little circles.
The future has never seemed more ominous and I feel like I'm walking toward an execution.