I just don’t know if we’re ready for this yet. I’ve tried getting the attention of the world. I know that I should never give up and that there’s no point to that in the first place, but sometimes it feels like I’ve got to go outside and make a spectacle of myself, because this place is only a prison when I’m the only one here. Everyone else out rubbing shoulders with everyone else, literally. Yeah, it’s gross. But I’m on the opposite end of the spectrum. What does that make this?