You’ll get a taste for one story and then want another, and then another, and the stories will build until you’re living a kind of epic of risk and reward, and the whole thing will be molding you into the actual character whose roles you’ve been playing. And once you live a good story, you get a taste for a kind of meaning in life, and you cant go back to being normal; you cant go back to meaningless scenes stitched together by the forgettable thread of wasted time.
A Million Miles in a Thousand Years
Going to Norway, Italy, and–for a nanosecond–London. I’ll tell you all about it when I get home. Ciao!