I want what everyone else wants. I want passion, adventure, and even a little bit of danger. And I'll let you in on a little secret. There's a whole world out there waiting. Great cities, art and music, genuine beauty. And I want it all. That weight lifting off your chest? That's joy. That's emotion. That's humanity. And I'm not sorry for anything. I'm not sorry that I've met the people I've met. I'm not sorry that knowing some has made me question everything, that made me feel alive. I've been a terrible person, I've made all the wrong choices and of all the choices that I have made, I'm not sorry at all.