Being a person of a certain mental architecture. Looking at all the patterns Of how all the numbers fall. Considering all known variables While coldly making realistic assessments of all the most likely future probabilities . I have come to this obvious conclusion. . I Am SO Doomed! . I mean not even just a little bit screwed But really, totally and utterly Doomed! There is almost Zero chance of any kind of happy ending for THIS weirdo! My options are pretty much Dying of cold, homeless on the streets. Murdered. Self-destruction. Prison or insane asylum. Or dying, broken and alone, my body only being eventually discovered once the smell starts. Go ahead! DO the maths about me yourselves! . There is NO realistic version of a good future. One filled with care, love, human warmth and any sort of happiness. . So the only question left is… . …what little shitty spiteful crap can i manage to do on my way out? You Live for the spite - When that is all that you have got!