“Anyway,+ I+ keep +picturing +all +these +little+ kids+ playing+ some+ game+ in+ this+ big +field+ of+ rye+ and+ all.+ Thousands +of+ little +kids,+ and+ nobody's+ around + nobody+ big,+ I +mean + except+ me.+ And+ I'm +standing+ on +the +edge +of +some+ crazy+ cliff.+ What+ I +have+ to+ do,+ I+ have+ to+ catch+ everybody+ if +they+ start+ to+ go+ over+ the+ cliff + I +mean+ if+ they're+ running+ and+ they+ don't+ look+ where+ they're +going+ I+ have+ to+ come +out+ from+ somewhere+ and+ catch +them.+ That's+ all+ I+ do+ all+ day.+ I'd +just+ be +the+ catcher+ in +the+ rye+ and+ all.+ I +know +it's+ crazy,+ but+ that's+ the+ only+ thing+ I'd+ really+ like+ to+ be...

*j.d. salinger