That's it, Escape. And it was kind of scary for me, because I felt I had the 'secret' to keeping dopamine levels high toward lower-level crap, and even avoiding PIED that so many on here suffer... I could continue this way, I figured, for years. But really, is that all I want out of life?? Is that the best I can do, or the best version of myself I can be? Hell no! While I could be 'that guy'- at the end of the day (or the end of my life), could I look myself in the mirror with any sense of pride or satisfaction?