So I went on some spiritual journey bullshit, right?
Learned the ways (and positions) of the Buddha, right? Trained with the Whore-Priestesses of Shabda-Oud. Read A New Earth 200 times. Read Osamu Tezuka's Buddha, as well as a comic based solely on the King James Bible. Watched Avatar five times.
At the end of the spiritual journey, I wind up where I started with, I don't give a shit. It's just that now, my 'I don't give a shit' is really... well, honestly? I don't give a shit.
I'm happy, but I'm tired. I am taking a day off tomorrow. Nobody fucking mess with me tomorrow, or I will dedicate the day to fucking with you.