"All the other moths need light to circle round..."

Every once in a while I ask myself why I don't have much of a relationship with my brother (this usually occurs on lazy Sunday afternoons, or long bus rides home, or during Februaries). Maybe I've chosen the wrong path, maybe I should make reparations, or make more of an effort to keep in contact with him, etc... But, I am quickly reminded that he doesn't care about anyone but himself.

I've never cared much for people who only care about themselves.