To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
I’m doing it. I’m surviving ain’t I? Or… Maybe I’m already dead. I don’t quite feel dead though. You know everyday I wake up relieved. Relieved i have yet another opportunity to fuck my life up oh so much more than I already have. Therein lies the onerous decision making process. To err or not to Err. That is the question.