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Even superheroes need to recharge their batteries now and then. And I'm neither super nor a hero. Unfortunately my mind still craves for retribution... or at least any kind of proof that there is some order in the universe. There is a reason for everything that happens, right? Who planted this bullshit in our heads? Yes, there is a reason. It is called life and there's nothing systematic about it. I need to get this out of my system before it gets the better of me while there is still something better left. And I will. But tomorrow. Today I need to be selfish for a change.

But it's just that the world turns into an even lonelier place when I'm not delusional about it.