My dreams.

Ignore the Bibi… that was an accident…

I want to make a difference on this site, no matter what it be. When I first started off, that was my goal: to make a difference, but now that has changed. I no longer want to make a difference. I’m not fit for it. I’m not worthy of doing that. Now, my dream is to inspire as many people as I can. I want to help make the next Udo, the next Erik. I want to be apart of something bigger.

But alas, I don’t think that’ll happen. I’ve been getting sloppier. I’ve been getting worse at my craft, and to be frank, I want to quit. I want to cry. I want to leave and never come back.

But that isn’t a good end to a career, is it?