Wildalone - Pg 266

   I realized that the cultural gap between me and my friends had just taken on an entirely new dimension. They would continue their normal lives, shocked when someone quit a job in finance to pursue a hobby. Whereas my own life had now veered into off-the-charts crazy. The kind of crazy where I should have looked Ben in the eyes, smiled casually, and said: "I know exactly what you mean. A few years back, my sister announced she was quitting her human life to go tear men to pieces in the Balkan mountains."