I work more than ever, enjoy more success than ever, and the privileges that come along... yet feel more unrest and more distracted than ever. I had a year and some months of relative happiness with a wonderful woman, and now she's moved away, and I will not follow... too much opportunity for me here, in this place. Oh filthy, wild Burque, is there no end to your dissent and debauchery? This has only yet begun.
troa:
There is truly no end.