"Ken, why on earth do you stay there?"
"Well, you know that mad idea young men tend to have, that they can change the world?"
"I still have it. I reckon that if I can change our place then the world is a piece of piss."
"I suppose so..."
"Well, if we don't change, we're fucked."
"So you really reckon you can do it then?"
"Oh no. We're fucked."
I've got a counselling session tomorrow afternoon. It sounds like I'm not the only one who should have one.