Midlife Identity Crisis

Ralph Schreiter had a face like a burnt-out lightbulb; spent from overuse. Having passed every day immersed in a long, agonizing search for the answer to one question, Ralph had led a life lived for no one.

“Would it be better to live for myself,” Ralph endlessly puzzled, “Or to devote myself entirely to other people?”

Little did he know that somewhere along the way, a severe case of schizophrenia had developed, and he was actually doing both simultaneously.

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