I am very confused about very many things.
It is a terrible thing to want something that you know you cannot have.
All that existed that made this place mine is gone. The people, the buildings, the sounds and smells. What's left no longer belongs to me. I'm a time traveler, slipping in and out like an archaeologist, hoping I will find clues to forgotten secrets, or guideposts to future destinations. I find neither.
Очень хорошие, идеалистические, героические и очень грустные потерянные мужчины.