I like the stuff from my world better, but it's all a matter of what you've grown up with, I think. The food here is made out of reconstructed molecules or something like that. Most people say they can't taste the difference, but I can.

[Yup.]

Yeah. Never understood that. I guess they don't really know what it means. I've talk to my older self occasionally... he goes ... I go... completely around the bend once my world dies. It's like everything that was... that holds me back from being a rat bastard vanishes when that happens.

[They should start a support group. Immortals/really long lived people who realize how sucky it is support.]