I recently went for an operation, but before I fell asleep (the bastards injected my neck) I began reflecting on my life so far, and making peace with my maker. I had been quite content with the path I was leading, but now I am not so sure.
I noticed that not only do I have nobody to share my life with, but also that I have never actually connected with anybody in that way. Not only this, but I have absolutely no idea about going around meeting people in that way.
I have also become rather doubting of my career choice (which I had previously enjoyed thoroughly). I cannot understand why I enjoyed being shouted at, being shot at, being treated like shite and, dare I say it, taking lives.
I am currently very unhappy and I have no idea what to do. Somebody give me a hint eh?