So I was accused by a new acquaintance at St. John's that I am either entirely frank or evade real answers like salmonella. So anyone who read this has an incredible chance: ask me exactly one question and I will answer honestly (so long as it doesn't hurt or insult someone else).
It occurs to me the futility of life. This can be assumed in that one, everything, no matter how minute, has a purpose and that two, there is no objective way of qualifying the value of these purposes.