Abel asked himself his own question daily. He wanted to be someone he could stand himself. It drove the choices he made. The day he stopped asking himself that, he knew he’d be in trouble of losing himself. “I tend to believe it does.”

_{“no one is gifted with the ability to do exactly what they want. habits form, they get comfortable, and changing them becomes unnecessary.” a short two second pause as he took a step closer. “so, in truth, it doesn’t matter – i can’t change who – or what i am. so why try?”}