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I think you hit the head with this, Mal. I mostly feel worn out, like I've been doing all I can to create happiness for myself and others and it's only temporary, so I look back to when I was a kid and being happy was just so easy, you didn't need money, or a place to go, you didn't need a plan. I try and do things to keep myself full of wonder, I follow through with my childish impulses and I'm proud of it, though there is an emptiness to that, because its done alone, and you can't really share it with anyone. Perhaps I just need to find a person who gets that side of me.
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Here are some phrases I'd like to be able to say, in all honesty, before I die.
"That's it, send out the ninjas!"
"So then I had to kill my way to the second floor."
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