Ike Jonas's Questionnaire

I live in Manhattan, on the 31st. One bedroom flat about 5k a month in total. I like the big city and I like public transport, no reason to settle for anything less than NYC. Job as a data scientist pays well and is remote, no problems there, got about 2.5, 2.6k leftover each month. Got all the appliances inside my flat, live high enough that I don't really get distracted by noise from the streets. Inside of the flat: walls painted off-white, floor-to-ceiling windows with view over the city from kitchen, dining table. Grey couch, TV, a few pieces of art on the wall. Good space to work in, fitness center inside the building.

Yeah, I mostly work from home, doing free lance stuff or remote jobs. Data science and statistics for that matter get much more important with every day, I'll always find a job to do. Most months I'll earn around 8000$, Spend about 2/3rds on my flat and everything around like subscriptions and food, leaving 2400-2600 leftover to do whatever. Spend it on new hobbies, new interests, every single piece of new knowledge could be helpful some day. Sometimes have time to work on publications, but not too much right now. People I know tell me I should invest in some form or another, but I think they should just use it up.

I find myself in situations I'm not prepared for. That's a problem. My goal is to be able to find the way to perfectly solve any situation like a puzzle. The right way of maneuvering conversations, traps and fights. If not with supernatural means, then at least with enough knowledge to survive. But I would (and have) kill(ed) for my own survival and would probably do it again if it allows me to gain powers capable of realizing my goal. I would sacrifice limbs and senses to attain my goal, as in the end it would not make a difference. The only problem is that I neither have the connections nor my own strength to reach my goal yet.

When I was about 26, the love of my life and I went to visit an abandoned factory. They always were into getting into broken buildings and stuff, lost places, you know. If only I would've been more careful, if only I knew more beforehand, if only I was stronger or faster or more perceptive, I may have been able to save them. But alas, it shouldn't be. We tried to cross a small makeshift bridge on the second floor, when the ground broke and I wasn't fast enoguh to grab their hand in the darkness. The plummeted down, died from the fall. At least they didn't die in agony, but I don't want something like this to happen ever again. Next time I'll be prepared.