You know what?

I'm too busy to entertain you. I know you're somewhere lurking in my head, and that you want me to entertain you, but no. Don't count on it. I know what I have to do, and I will not want to spend even a minute with you. Because if I do, I end up losing myself.

I am too busy, I will always be busy, and I think I'd rather remain busy. This way, everything will always be alright and I can go on with my life.