As I waited for my next interview, I fingered the maitre' d - non-sexually, of course - and ordered fresh coconuts.
It's not as fresh as I expected. Oh well. It's like that.
The only thing that has stayed with me all these years has been myself. People come and go. Thoughts, emotions, all of them passed me by. Situations, good and bad fortunes. All of them, only flashes in the pan.
Me? I'm like Vandall Savage. Like R'as Al-Ghul. I'll always be around. For me.
Let the fuckers burn. I'll pave my own path. Build my own kingdom. And wear my crown on a troubled brow.