I don’t want to compete with you. I don’t want to beat you at anything. I don’t want a nicer car, a better job and a nicer house in a nicer neighborhood so I can look down on you. I don’t want to go on luxurious vacations and then tell you about them.
I don’t want to be smarter than you, bigger, stronger, faster or funnier. Least of all richer.
I don’t want to save for the future. I want to live now.
I don’t want to work so much, or so hard. I’m lazy.
I don’t want to fight with you, or anyone, and when others fight it makes me sick.
My only conviction is that you are just like me.
I won’t surrender this, my only conviction. My work, my life depends on it.
If I’m wrong, I’m fucked. And, it seems to me, so are we all.