So you’ve hopped aboard this train because you want to design your life. You want to fly this shit show into space instead of letting it drive you down to the ground. Let’s get one thing straight. If you expected to be in the first class train car with the cushy seats, unlimited gin & tonics, and perfectly calibrated air conditioning, you might as well leave now. Those people in first class are watching the world through a frosted window, sitting on their lazy asses, in a drugged-up haze. The rest of us are here for adventure, for excitement, and for living! Let me tell you folks,
Comfort is overrated!