Half the time I was going out to lose myself, to bury my emotions and hopefully wake up in the arms of a stranger. Sometimes it worked. Sometimes it didn’t. And that’s really all I knew. But this second journey had a purpose, had a meaning, and I found myself in need of an intellectual foundation. I couldn’t just do it, I had to teach it, explain it, and impart it unto other men and then get them to do it.
