You are not your job. You are not how much you have in the bank. You are not the contents of your wallet. You are not your f*cking Khakis. You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.
I just found the coolestest site in the whole freaking world. I gotta get me some of that stuff. Alex has been complaining that our place lacks ambiance.