Abandon Ship.

The time has come. Loosen your grip on the railing. The days of watching every Sarah, Tom, and Mary rise out of obscurity from the sidelines are over. You applaud, you “like”, and you sulk in the Abandon Ship.

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing but burn, burn, burn like fabulous roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes ‘Awww’"— On the Road—Jack Kerouac