The answer is there is no answer.

Where would Jesus be if no one had written the gospels?

No matter how much I do, they still want more, better, faster, different, newer, bigger.

Maybe we have to break everything to make something better out of ourselves.

I wanted to write about the moment when your addictions no longer hide the truth from you. When your whole life breaks down. That's the moment when you have to somehow choose what your life is going to be about.

You have no idea what it is like to constantly disappoint people. You see it the moment you meet them. You see in their eyes that they expected something so entirely different, and here they are meeting... you.