I was settled into nothingness and I accepted it.

"I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn´t have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn´t make for an interesting person. I didn´t want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone."

Charles Bukowski