So I was at work last night, and I thought to myself, “Man, I’ve really been breaking a lot of my own rules lately.” But then as I thought about it more I realized something; why the hell am I setting rules for myself? Rules are a trap, a set of restraints. Rules are just shackles, the manacles that those in power place on us to keep us subdued and easy to control.
Who are they to say that I’m not allowed to do what I want, to be who I want, or to live how I want? They tell me “you can’t, you won’t, you shouldn’t.” Do you know what I say to that? “I can, and I will, and I am.” Of course, there are people that will tell you “you reap what you sow,” but why should that bother me? Deep in my roots I’m a Greyjoy and an ironborn. And we do not sow.