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Nathan Dornbrook said:

I always dreamed of living life in haiku instead of blank verse, of being permanently constrained, of perfecting the looks of exasperation that come from endless days of middle management meetings. I wanted to live a life of quiet desperation, a corporate shill, a vacuous empty shell filled with false patriotism for a soulless, faceless corporation. This isn’t just ironic lip service. I wanted a tan sedan with the radio permanently tuned to the local lite rock/adult contemporary radio station, a three bedroom semi-detached in Milton Keynes with a small conservatory out back. I wanted a nagging wife, worries about whether I could afford my kids’ braces and a knick-knack shelf full of Hummels. I wanted to be bald and pudgy, have a wry, resigned cynicism and the survival instincts of a cockroach. I wanted a liquor cabinet full of middle-shelf whiskey, a handicap of 20 and a normal life. A normal life. I’ve strived for mediocrity. I have failed.

I know how that feels.