No, unfortunately I do not believe that I do. For a while, I'm been forcing myself to do things simply to blend in. Because to suddenly stop after doing it for so long would raise questions. And it has. Though, my motorcycle still sits in the street in front of my house. When I am dead, it will go to my friend, so I don't ride it as I no longer see it as my own. But occasionally, I look out my window and think back to the feeling it used to give me. The adrenaline rush. How fun it was to go dangerously fast and just weave around. And to think, never will I ride it again.