There is a singular quality in every person, a thing inside all of us that yearns to be free, to stab the boss in the eye with a pencil, to screw off some pressing obligation and get drunk on the porch, to just take a deep breath and stop worrying for a single afternoon, to say "I live in this skin. I will be me from now on, and I respect your right not to give a shit what I'm doing in here."
Everyone knows those people are out there, the ones who slipped through the cracks, dodged the man, foiled their family's bleak dreams, and sprinted over the star-speckled horizon into the land of dreams of their own design.
- Jeff Johnson, Tattoo Machine
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