Dax's Reviews > The Goon, Volume 5: Wicked Inclinations

"Every day is a monotonous exercise in futility. I wake up every day and wonder, what's the point? Happiness? Is that even attainable? Or is it frivolous thinking to even believe it exists? Are we all blindly searching for a fantasy? Are we drowning rats going down with the ship? Is that what life is? What are we living for? Love? Searching for it makes you miserable and expecting it to be returned only kills your soul and makes you sick and black inside. But without it there's only loneliness. Bitter, cold loneliness."

Now this hit me like a ton of bricks.