I used to think that one of the great signs of security was the ability to just walk away. I'd think that I could be in the middle of Africa, and I could always say 'excuse me,' and walk away. The thing is, though, the line of work I'm in now, I can't walk away. Because there is no 'away.' Wherever I walk to, I'll be known. There's alone, but there's not away. Maybe I could retreat into a kind of exterior.