No one out on the frontier cares if I am an utter failure or a disappointment. Perhaps that's why I like it out here. Sometimes, civilization seems to be nothing more than a clustering of unobtainable expectations. Some people seem to want you to fail. Other people failing makes them look better--or at least feel better about themselves. Maybe it's the same thing. I'm not sure I care anymore. When I'm out here on the frontier, the only expectations that matter are my own. I'm guided by my own standards.
I'm a good man. A good man, according to me.
