Our society, it tells us to
Choose Life. Choose school. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a f*cking big television, choose washing machines, cars and music players. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a normal home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing f*cking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, lying on that hospital bed, cold skin and weak bones, wondering why in the world you spent your life so afraid
We are the people who ask
But why would I want to do a thing like that? We do this for the status, we do this for the legacy, we do this for the passion, we do this for the love. We do this to be extraordinary.