He said, "You have to have goals. Always be moving forward. Good things only come if you want them. You have to want them, visualize and move towards the things you want. I want to be happy. I strive to be happy."
I stared at my hands, "Good luck with that."
He frowned, "Well, what do you strive for?"
I raised my eyes to the ceiling and sighed, "Stasis."
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