Preface to Dostoevsky

Before I embark on the metamorphosis that will occur after Brothers K. I'd like to talk your ear off about what I hope to get out of it. Struggling with a sense of purpose, struggling with god, struggling with my own debauchery! I hope to get some sort of clarity as to my own personal struggles. Who am I kidding though, I'll always be a degenerate misanthrope. The burning questions linger in my mind for seconds, minutes, days, weeks, EVEN months. Debauchery has been the only solution. You know what's coming so you'll delay it for just a little longer. It's foolish of me to think I'll even have some revelation after reading this book, but I can still hope to figure something out within my own life. Degeneracy flows through my veins, it's only natural for this to happen since I've inherited it though my father (seems like this will b e a common theme within the book) Innocence is over it's only downhill from here!