I wish I could be a hacker or a spy. I have all these daydreams about mystery and danger... but they're dreams, that's all. I keep thinking about stuff like that, and it really gets me nowhere. Cause it's all makebelieve. It's all in my head. And that's no fun. I dunno. I think sometimes dreams, dreaming during the day, is a waste of time because instead of dreaming you could be doing. And I want to do. I want to really live, to experience life to its fullest, the edge, never knowing what will come next. But I can't if I just sit here and pretend. And I guess when you're doing you don't have much time to think, to wonder on the past. Maybe that's why a lot of these people do it, because they don't want to think about the past. They'd rather live in the present, revel in the moment, that's all that counts. It would be interesting. Just to see. Although I'd never kill anyone. Nope. Don't 'think I could.