Buddy, if I had sources, I would surely protect them. One way or the other you're gonna end up alone, you know. My nerves are bad tonight. I feel like I miss everybody I've ever known. Well, almost everybody.
Looking back, my work has made me happy. Really happy. Do you suppose that success would have made it better? We'll never know.
"The joy in your soul means more than what you earn."
Just a cheap rhyme when I needed one, I guess.
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