42.

Who am i kidding? Why do i have to put myself through this debilitating torture? Who cares if things go right or take an unexpected left, flying off the cliff only to do a belly-flop on the waves eons away? What is it about an instant that can change your rosy outlook on life? What makes it worth your while to care about something you know is just about to blow up in your face? What the fuck?

So many many questions. Never nearly enough answers.