There are things that I like. I like open spaces and tiny little spaces. I like screeching, chaotic loudness and placid calmness. I like shifting lights on the ceiling. I like breaking things. I like to be liked. I like when people show me how good they can be. I like the stupidity in people. I like the simple complexity of the universe. I like defending small things. I like hurting people. I like being right and smug about it. I like being completely wrong and ignorant about it. I like being a hero. I like women. I like truth. I like the internet. There are things that I like, after all.