Physically, yes. But my soul will be trapped there, for many years to come.
You're going to confuse yourself.
What infection do I have?
Except over.
I’ll live in a loft, surrounded by junkies.
I guess not. No wonder everyone seems a bit...touchy.
The moon! I haven't seen it in forever.
It’ll be like a musician or an artist.
Well, you have to complain about something. What else do you have to complain about?
Appreciate the desertion.
