The people of Subiaco is sleeping like tired dogs as I am walking through it's empty streets. There is a newfound hope and confidence in my steps and I feel strong even though I haven't eaten, slept or had a drink for hours, I am rock solid and selfefficient. Powered by pure willpower.
Because I know now exactly what I'm going to do, a know my future for the five following years. I am so sure, so fucking sure about this and I will kill to get where I'm going. Fucking slitting throats and walking miles, doesn't matter, I will reach this goal of mine. Get rich of die trying.
It came to me this morning, as a crystal clear vision, a dreamlike explanation of what is going to happen, in detail for good and bad.
My dream is to one day, rule the City of Fremantle...
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