I did the young dumb dharma bum thing for a while and now I’m in my growth phase: a new acceptance of society and re-entry into the world I’ve always felt asymmetrical to. But I know now, the best way to escape the system is to play and win—either that or take the whole thing down with a sledgehammer, and maybe a hammer and a sickle, and carve out a new world that doesn’t make you play to survive. Maybe you can just play for fun, and that’s that.

Whichever option arises, I will be there to see it out. Not because I want to necessarily, but because I must. If I had the option, I may roam forever, or at least a few more years. Unfortunately, I do not have the option. I already have shackles that I don’t remember agreeing to, and they tell me I signed some contract with all this fine print that looks like it was just colored in with a crayon a few minutes ago. They think they’re so sly.

If anyone can escape the system, I will bet on myself. Let’s give it a shot. Might be fun.