"She called me a dork once, and it stuck with me even after all this time. It must be true. It was true. I was a dork. I was an idiot. I was a fool. I was desperately hanging on to something that was vague. It didn't have a line, it wasn't specific. I knew what the woman meant; I was in love with an idea. But it didn't feel so bad at the time. I only discovered much later what everyone was trying to warn me about. Although by then, I was already down in the hole I dug up for myself and now I have no idea how to get out. And I don't know if I even want to escape."