Pilgrimage for Ecstasy

I was content with hanging out with my friends, no matter what their dysfunctions and clinically destructive habits. I liked to mind my own business in patient realms, but my brother and our friends liked to drag me into problems I could not solve. My friends, they were cheap entertainment to me, no matter what kind of ridiculous scenes they got me into. But then, every so often as I dared, I would step out onto a limb of my life just to see how fragile it might be. I didn't have a girlfriend a ...