-"You've gotta want it so bad you can TASTE it! Can you TASTE it?"
-"YEEEAAAA!"
-"What're you gonna do????"
-"EAT SPAGHETTIO'S!"
-...?? =/

It's been a long time since I've wanted anything badly. I once knew what it was like to have singular purpose; and looking back, I don't really like the ruthless, amoral, cutthroat attitude I took on to achieve my goals then. I didn't think it was so bad at the time though; and perhaps if I had actually gotten what I wanted, I would not look upon past actions with regret. (The ends justify the means, no? And without the end, the means are hard to justify.)

A worthy end brings out the best and worst in people. It's all about that purpose... otherwise you're just piddling around. The ones who play to win are the ones stretching and bending the rules. And if you can't play with the big dogs, you might as well stay on the porch. Because a rebel without a cause is street trash; a rebel WITH a purpose is... a congressman, ahahahah, j/k. And that's not to say that you can't win by playing the game straight. My point is that, you know how you try harder to win when you actually want the prize? I think that's what causes me to feel this void in my life- not having something to strive for, work for- no cause for which I want to better myself.

You know, they say the pursuit of a dream is sweeter than the dream itself. Well, without a dream in sight, life can get kinda bland. I need me a Dream. It all boils back to the fact that I don't have anything for which I'm passionate about right now. And without that, I'm doomed to keep coloring inside the lines, or even when I do stray outside the lines it's due to carelessness and not artistic endeavor. You know how writers can get writer's block when they lack inspiration? Well, I think I've got liver's block.

"We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives."
~Fight Club