I was at my wit's end. I'd had enough of this job, this life, and my relationship had broken up. "Should I eat chocolate," "or go to India, or fall in love? "Then I had a revelation: "Why not do all three, in that order"? And so it was that I embarked on a journey that was segmented into three parts and was then made into a major motion picture. Later, I woke up on an airplane with a hole in my face and a really bad hangover. I was ushered brusquely off the plane by my parents who took me to a rehab where I tested positive for coke, classic coke, special k (the drug), Special K (the cereal),...