you’d rather wallow in your own misery for the rest of your lives than get up and do something for a change ... And with every single day, that misery grows until you can’t help but turn it into anger. Because that’s so much easier, ain’t it? It’s so much easier to be angry instead of admitting there were chances, and you squandered them, it’s much easier to beat up yer wife and yer kid than to smack yerself for not gettin’ yer ass up when it mattered,
