How much does your life weigh？Imaging for a second that you're carring a backpack. I want u to feel that the straps on your shoulders.Feel'em？ Now I want you to pack it with all the stuff that u have in your life.Start with the little things， the things on shelves and in drawers，the knick-knacks，the collectibles.Feel the weights as that adds up. Then u start adding larger stuff， cloths， table-top appliances， lamps， linens， your TV. The backpack should be getting pretty heavy now. And u go bigger. Your couch， your bed， your kitchen table. Stuff it all in there. Your car， get it in there. Your home ，whether it is a studio apartment， or a two-bedroom house， I want u to staff it all into that backpack. Now try to walk. It's kind of hard， isn't it？ This is what we do to ourselves on a daily basis. We weigh ourselves down until we can't even move. And make no mistake， moving is living. Now I'm gonna set that backpack on fire， what do u want to take out of it？ photos？ Photos are for people who can't remember. Drink some ginkgo and let the photos burn. In fact， let everything burn and imagine waking up tomorrow with nothing， it's kind of exhilarating， isn't it？
--Natalie， what is it u think we do here？
--We prepare the newly-unemployed for the emotional and physical hurdles of job hunting， while minimising legal bloeback.
--That's what we're selling. It's not what we're doing.
--OK. What we r doing？
--We r here to make limbo tolerable， to ferry wounded souls across the river of dread until the point where hope is dimly visible. And then stop the boat， shove'em in the water and make'em swim.
--How much did they first pay u to give up on your dreams？
--27 grand a year.
--And when were u going to stop and come back and do what makes u happy？
--I see guys who work at the same company for their entire lives， guys exactly like you. They clock in， they clock out， and they never have a moment of happiness. U have an opportunity here， Bob. This is a rebirth. If not for u， do it for your children.
--It's not like that. The miles are the goal.
--That's it？ U r saving just to save？
--Just say I have a number in mind and I haven't hit it yet.
--That's a little abstract. What's the target？
--It's 10 million miles.
--And they put your name on a side of plane.
--Man get such hard-ons from putting their name on stuff. You guys don't grow up. It's like you need to pee on everything.
--Oh， now who is stereotyping？
--Fear of mortality. It's like， yeah， you're gonna die one day.
This is how I start everyday of my life. Now， this is gonna be a little difficult， so stay with me. You have a new backpack. Only this time， I want u to fill it with people. Start with casual acquaintances， friends of friends， folks around the office. And then u move into the people u trust with your most intimate secrets-Your cousins， your aunts， your uncles， yout brothers， your sisters， your parents， and finally your husband， your wife， your boyfriend or your girlfriend. You get them into that backpack. Don't worry. I'm not gonna ask you to light it on fire. Feel the weight of that bag. Make no mistake， your relationship are the heaviest components in your life. Do u feel the straps cutting into your shoulders？ All these negotiations and arguments， and secrets and compromises. You don't need to carry all that weight. Why don't u set that bag down？ Some animals were meant to carry each other to live symbiotically for a lifetime.Star-crossed lovers， monogamous swans. We are not those animals. The slower we move， the faster we die. We are not swans， we're sharks.