I think about dying but I don't want to die. Not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic. There's so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I'm still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can't quite figure out what the hell I'm doing or how to get out of it.

Even warriors put their spears down on Sundays.

I try to not work too many Sundays. At least on Sunday nights, I try to chill out a little bit. I call it Sunday Funday.

Entertainment is about taking people away from the regular order of things when there is some chaos and pain and stress.

You can't just keep quiet about anything that's going on in the world unless you're a monk. Sorry, monks!

If you want to change the world, start with yourself.