One morning I found myself at a crossroads – I could either pack my bags and leave everything behind, finding myself a small hut on some uninhabited island or I could begin complaining about every little thing that bugs me on a public forum. The better of the two options was obvious, so I started to pack. Then I realized that my children would quickly demolish the house and escape – thus being let loose on the world. I just couldn’t let that happen.
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