I've been re-watching some episodes of the X-Files and I'm starting to get that urge to be an investigator again.
I just imagine myself like Mulder investigating creepy cases of Fluke Monsters, Vampires or Werewolves. When in reality I'll probably stick my nose out in somebody's business who catches me (easily) and roughs me up. Now I've never been in a real fight, so "roughing me up" will do plenty of damage and be the equivelent of beating me half to death.
I hate being a sissy who wants to track down murderous vampires with a flashlight and an inquisitive mind.
-a.
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