But I don't want to leave the house. The outside world is racing to the cliff like a juiced up lemming. There is so much ugliness and I can't do anything about it. I have no voice, no power, no future. And the people forming opinions and forcing laws are telling me that what I'm seeing is good. Filth, drugs, thuggery and sociopathy.
If I could, I'd bugger off to a private pocket dimension of my own and raise livestock.