Making pizza definitely saved my life. I used to be so depressed I couldn't get out of bed, but when I started making pizza everything changed for me. When you're young, it's easy to think that life is completely meaningless but now my existence is truly fulfilled. After work, I get to go home and look at myself in the mirror and think, "Today, I made hundreds of pizzas for customers that don't know I exist, and they have no correlation between the food they're eating and the work of a human being. In 24 hours, the food I create will be out of their body forever and they nor I will ever think about that pizza again." Nothing in life satisfies me like making a pizza has. It's like, one night something changed inside of me. You can look at it as fate, or a prophecy, but either way its the same. When I close my eyes at night, I dream, and in my dreams I make pizza. And then when I wake up, in the morning I think, "Today I get to do it all over again." Making pizza's all I've got. You can't take that away from me.