This whole terrorist attack has really kicked me in the ass. I had almost decided to give up the guns and turn in my outlaw badge, but I'm more inspired than ever to take advantage of this wild free country before they close the doors. It's scary to think of an end to this place. I've always believed no one could take anything from me that I didn't let go of, but this was something completely off my radar. I need to stomp my foot and be something genuine, with a purpose. I think making this movie will help. I'm not sure though.
I'm liking this whole altered reality thing. I feel like there are no limits to my life, like each trip is some wild adventure with no certain destination, and no real idea of how I'm going to get there. It's a great fucking feeling. There's only so much to expect in the real world. Very few big great things make it out here, and if they do, people don't let them be great for long. There's always a brown spot on the goddamned apple. Fuck it. I don't have to take