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You remind me of a good friend I've known since my freshman year of high school. We were the typical outcasts who liked walking around in washes, parks, and deserts, looking for physical obstacles and scenic beauty to fuel our overarching love of adventure derived from reading an endless number of fantasy novels. However, I watched the spirit of curiosity drain faster and farther from him as society's obscene demands inebriated him with a halting cynicism, leaving him scratching at its windows and cursing madly into the faint summer sun he may never again reach.

So basically he went from dreamy wanderer to rat racer. He works ridiculous hours, drinks quite a bit, and smokes a good deal, the joy we once shared seemingly but a dull shade of gray over his brilliant green eyes. sigh