I saw Scott Pilgrim vs. The World the other night.
All Scott Pilgrim has to do to get the girl of his dreams is repeatedly risk his life in seven deadly battles. All I have to do is live my life and wait. Yet, I envy Scott Pilgrim.
Without question, it's harder having to sit tight while every burning passion of every shred of my being is screaming "FIGHT! CHASE! PURSUE!". But there's nothing to fight for, nothing to chase, nothing to pursue. Even worse, as I struggle to hold myself back, I kick out fiercely at the world around me, damaging myself and those close to me.
When I meet my Ramona Flowers, her Seven Evil Exes won't know what hit them.
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