Tom: I started school today.

Satan: So?

Tom: 17 units. Almost all music classes except for French II.

Satan: mmm-hmm...

Tom: What the fuck's your problem?

Satan: Is school what defines you as a person?

Tom: Shit no. I happen to LIKE going to school; it exposes me to new things.

Satan: Then what are you all excited about?

Tom: Who said I was excited?

Satan: You're having an identity crisis aren't you? Jesus Christ, you go to a beautiful foreign country, smoke acres of weed, almost go insane on mushrooms, come home, and expect things to be business as usual? When's the last time you completely reshuffled your surroundings and DIDN'T take stock of who and what you are? You have no job, no band, new love, and an ever growing pessimism towards existence in general. I'd say it's perfectly normal for you to feel the way you do.

Tom: So what do I do? Is it really just going to be this way from time to time?

Satan: Fucked if I know, man. Love your girlfriend, love your family, love your friends, read good books, read bad books, initiate incredible orgasms, create things, be kind to animals, be kind to people that ask you for things, and above all, don't panic. Perhaps spend a little less time getting high and always, always remember to breath.

Tom: Ya fuckin' bitch.