I've never really thought of working in an office for the rest of my life, as if the mere idea of that subject isn't terrifying enough. Moreover, learning that the benefits I can obtain are limited to basic salary, bonuses, and stock options is sufficient to suffocate me. I must consider which kind of suffering I can tolerate, or which type of suffering will bring me the greatest thrill, before it can take my life away, from me.
God's sake, I can't put my mind to work when I love you. The system is not working, and suddenly I've become open-minded . The age gap just DOES NOT MATTER. And if there's any problem that you're blaming yourself for, just remember that you blocked my ability to THINK CLEAR , and that's your ONLY FAULT.