No, I mean it. That little nagging feeling finally came to. There. Is. No. Point. Whatever they've assigned to it, whatever they tell you it's worth, it has no value; what ever fleeting joy it brings you has no meaning. All the riches, fame and glory mean nothing. They're just empty distractions from the futility of working for paper slips of ever decreasing, arbitrarily assigned value. No, I'm not suicidal. Why bother altering a zero? It has no value. I just... Don't care. Not anymore. I'm done. Just...Fuck it all.