24 de febrero de 2011

Joel, you're not sewn in. He's wrong...

Don't be like me, son. Don't waste your life. You'll come to a point someday where it'll be too late. You'll be sewn into your fate...

 It was horrifying, seeing my father like that. 
There was no hope for me if his life was such a failure.
 And he saw failure in me, too, written in my future.
Joel, you're not sewn in. He's wrong.

...and there'll be nowhere to go except where you're headed,
 like a train on a track. Inevitable, unalterable.

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